The root cause of Fang Qingying's personality collapse is the guilt over her sister's death.
For nearly 10 years, Fang Qingying has been living with the guilt of killing her sister.
But was the accident really Fang Qingying’s fault?
It can be said that Fang Qingying was the fuse. If it weren’t for her willfulness, her sister would not have died.
But the real murderer who killed Fang Qingying's sister was a person with antisocial personality.
Even if Fang Qingying was wrong, she cannot be blamed for her sister's death.
Therefore, Lin An discussed with Jian Shuier and others for more than two hours and concluded that the best way to save Fang Qingying was to let Fang Qingying let go of the guilt of killing her sister.
Once you let go, the problem of personality collapse will be solved.
How to let go?
There are two ways: to resurrect the dead or to make the dead forgive.
In the Marxist worldview, resurrection of the dead is impossible. There is only one way left:
Let the dead forgive.
How to achieve it?
The power of technology plus superstition is, in short, fraud.
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Haicheng Children's Palace.
Lin An was visiting the painting exhibition area with Fang Qingying.
Walking to a painting of a leaping blue dolphin, Lin An, who had no artistic talent at all, racked his brains to praise it: "It has a strong sense of movement. You can see the dolphin's activity at a glance, as if it were a real dolphin."
"I actually think it's a terrible painting." Fang Qingying stood beside Lin An, her eyes scornful. "Looking at the finely detailed brushstrokes, you can tell the artist only paid attention to the realistic reproduction of the details, without grasping the overall artistic conception of the painting. In other words, it's soulless, rigid and dull, just a child's play."
"Hey!" Before Lin An could reply, a dissatisfied middle-aged man's voice rang out from the side: "Do you know how old the artist was when he painted this? Only 7! To have such artistic achievements at the age of 7, he must be a super genius. You don't understand the art of painting at all. Apologize to the artist right now."
"It turns out that I don't understand the art of painting! It seems that I shouldn't have painted this picture back then." Fang Qingying said lightly.
"Just admit it, apologize to me now, I... Hey, the painter is you!" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
"Why? Do you want me to find the award certificate from that year and show it to you?" Fang Qingying glanced at him.
"No, no." The middle-aged man smiled brightly and took out a notebook and handed it to Fang Qingying: "Master, if you don't mind, can you sign it for me?"
"Not interested." Fang Qingying said with a cold face.
The middle-aged man didn't insist too much. He praised Fang Qingying again and left.
"Haha!" After the middle-aged man left, Lin An laughed: "Fang Qingying, the perfect student union president, actually set traps to hurt others. How interesting."
The painting in front of you is a gold medal entry from a children's painting competition collected by the Children's Palace. The artist is Fang Shuying, Fang Qingying's sister.
He and Fang Qingying came here to complete a large-scale scam. He was assigned the task of understanding the beginning of the tragedy.
The past of Fang Shuying, the genius of the Fang family.
"What's the big deal? I can even eat humans!" Fang Qingying stretched her slender five fingers to Lin An's trouser legs, and a few centimeters below was his true body.
"Eat people!" Taboo images flashed through Lin An's mind, and he quickly changed the subject: "I've pretty much grasped the background of Fang Shuying being a painting genius. Now let's go to Fang Shuying's high school and take a look at her past."
"Hehe~" Fang Qingying noticed something interesting and touched down with her slender fingers: "You always think Haagen-Dazs tastes good, this is not fair. I want to eat everyone. I want to know if it tastes as good as they say in the movies."
"Time is running out, let's go to the sea quickly." Lin An laughed dryly twice, quickly pushed Fang Qingying's hand away, and forcibly pulled Fang Qingying out of the Children's Palace.
The two of them took a taxi and went to Fang Shuying's former high school, Haicheng Middle School, which was the best middle school in Haicheng and even ranked among the top 10 in the entire country Z.
"Lin An, let's hold hands."
The two entered Haicheng Middle School. It was just the end of school. There were many men and women holding hands nearby, obviously couples. Fang Qingying stretched out her hand towards Lin An with expectant eyes.
Lin An knew they were trying to play a couple, so he didn't agree. Instead, he asked curiously, "Why are you not wearing your school uniforms and still clearly dating on campus?"
"The worse the grades, the more rules there are. If the grades are good, not only are things more casual, but the teachers will also gossip about who is dating whom, who broke up and got back together with whom." Fang Qingying did not force Lin An to hold hands with her husband, but followed Lin An for a stroll around the school.
"I'm so envious! I thought all high schools in Country Z prohibited premature love and required students to focus solely on studying." Lin An felt it was unfair.
"Not only that, we also have a wide variety of club activities, and there's never a situation where physical education classes are replaced by math classes." Fang Qingying showed off with pride on her face.
"This matter~" Lin An gritted his teeth in anger. "Math is already a headache, and the only physical education class of the week for recreation also requires math. I seriously suspect that the math teacher has reached menopause."
"Maybe I had premature menopause. My husband didn't come home all night and had an affair. The car was hit by a nail and all the tires were blown out." Fang Qingying smiled maliciously.
"Hey, Fang Qingying, you are really a bit mean." Lin An looked at Fang Qingying differently.
“It’s human nature to bring the smiles of others to your own face.”
"You're taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes, aren't you? You just want to laugh when you see others suffer misfortune. You're a terrible person, Fang Qingying."
"What else can we do? If someone is already unlucky and you cry along with them, wouldn't that make you look even more unlucky? It would be better to use that person's misfortune as a joke to amuse everyone."
"Fang Qingying, you have the ability to be a politician, as you can make insulting remarks sound morally justified."
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