After leaving the police station, Yan Qing was still indignant: "Damn, what kind of person is that! He even secretly photographed his girlfriend! He looks decent enough, but what he did was worse than an animal."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart," Tang Ke comforted her, but his gaze fell on Yu Qiuchi, who had remained silent. Not only him, but everyone was concerned about Yu Qiuchi's condition.

Seeing that the others hadn't followed, Yu Qiuchi turned around and forced a smile: "What's wrong?"

"Qiu Chi, are you alright?" Xie Tingsi hadn't expected that such a thing would happen just because he went out to buy a cold dish. He wanted to comfort Yu Qiu Chi, but sometimes words just don't do it justice.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Yu Qiuchi shook her head to indicate that she was alright: "I'm just a little dazed."

The more she said it was nothing, the more trouble she seemed to be in. Mo Weiyun had already decided that she would find a psychologist tomorrow.

At 12 o'clock, the city gradually quieted down. The streetlights were still on, but there were fewer cars and pedestrians. Everyone was going about their chaotic lives in an orderly manner.

None of them mentioned taking a taxi; they simply followed Yu Qiuchi quietly.

Yu Qiuchi was still somewhat dazed; the boy's questioning words were still ringing in her ears.

"It's all your fault. Why would a boy like you wear a skirt? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made this mistake."

...

"It's all your fault, Yu Qiuchi, it's all your fault! What did you know, you rich second-generation who doesn't lack money? Why did you participate in this competition? Why did you have to win first place... That was my grandmother's life-saving money..."

"I can pay for it for you..."

"Bang!"

In an instant, the figure of the boy in the police station overlapped with that of another rather thin boy on the rooftop. Yu Qiuchi felt his eardrums throbbing. He couldn't hear the passing cars, and all he could see was a large pool of blood. He couldn't see the road.

As soon as he stepped into the school gate, Yu Qiuchi felt a little dizzy. He stumbled and fell forward, but was caught by Mo Weiyun around the waist.

Mo Weiyun shook him, her tone somewhat anxious: "Liao Liao?"

Yu Qiuchi looked up, and perhaps seeing someone familiar, his tense emotions collapsed. Unbeknownst to him, tears streamed down his face: "Brother, I didn't do anything wrong, right? Right? I didn't want to take first place from him, I didn't know... I clearly said I would help his grandmother get treatment..."

"Waaah, I don't know..." Yu Qiuchi seemed to have returned to his childhood, and he cried so hard he could barely breathe.

Mo Weiyun has always felt that there was something wrong with Yu's father's education. Forcing him to forget would only exacerbate his future suffering. Yu Qiuchi's current situation and the decisions he made back then are examples that reflect the failure of education.

His son shouldn't have to bear the pain because of other people's mistakes.

"Don't cry." Mo Weiyun's tone was commanding. Yan Qing behind her wanted to step forward to stop her, but Gu Xiaojun stopped her.

This tone was very effective for Yu Qiuchi at this time; Mo Weiyun was like an older brother telling him what to do.

Mo Weiyun wiped away his tears and coaxed, "Hold it in."

Yu Qiuchi sobbed softly, but managed to hold back her tears.

"Liao Liao, what have you thought of?" Mo Weiyun was not a psychologist, but he understood Yu Qiuchi.

“Rooftop, blood…” Yu Qiuchi buried her face in Mo Weiyun’s arms.

Mo Weiyun understood that Yu Qiuchi had now remembered all her memories, including the car accident under the bridge and the suicide attempt in junior high school.

"It's not your fault."

"But... if I don't get first place, then..."

"Liao Liao, even if you hadn't gotten first place, someone else might have. You got first place because of your own ability, it's not your fault." Mo Weiyun's heart ached, it felt like it was about to break. When he found out about this, Yu's father had already arranged for "psychological counseling".

He thought the matter was over, until later when he tested Yu Qiuchi and found out that Yu Qiuchi had forgotten about it.

Later, Yu Qiuchi never went to school again, the place where he had been injured. After that incident, Yu's father became even more strict in controlling the people around Yu Qiuchi, and Yu Qiuchi's friends all became wealthy young men whose backgrounds he knew well.

"Can……"

"No buts. If he lost, it's because he wasn't skilled enough. Besides, you didn't know in the first place, right?"

“I really… didn’t know that 50,000 yuan could save his grandmother’s life…” Yu Qiuchi huddled in Mo Weiyun’s arms, unwilling to come out, as if he was running away from something.

Mo Weiyun knew that Yu Qiuchi was crying, her tears soaking her clothes. Mo Weiyun patted Yu Qiuchi's shoulder comfortingly.

Yu Qiuchi's tears weren't so much from his brother's betrayal, but more from learning the next day that his brother's grandmother had hanged herself... He felt he had indirectly caused two deaths. Just a few days ago, he thought, "So what if I'm first? What's there to celebrate? Fifty thousand yuan is just a piece of clothing!"

But who could have known that 50,000 yuan could buy two lives...

That's just how this world is, it's fucking awful!

In the end, Yu Qiuchi cried himself to sleep. The people standing behind him probably pieced together the reality from their scattered conversation.

However, some words of comfort are hard to say. If you don't think about them carefully, they may become a sharp sword that pierces the wound, making the already painful wound even harder to heal.

Therefore, we often remain silent when our friends and family are sad, and can only offer our silent companionship.

Finally, Gu Xiaojun broke the silence: "Don't block the doorway, let's go back first."

Then he said to Mo Weiyun, "Qiu Chi should trust you the most. Try to talk to him and give him some advice. It would be best to find a psychologist."

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