Your daughter died two years ago...
Have you forgotten...
These two sentences were like a magic spell, echoing in my ears.
Li Qiguang clenched his fists, his face turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He suddenly swung his fist and hit himself on the head, and the hand by the door reacted very quickly.
When Li Qiguang came to his senses, the fist was less than a centimeter away from his temple.
He was in a trance for two seconds before his vision became clear again.
"I……"
Li Qiguang closed his eyes and stood with his hands on the door frame, looking decadent and painful.
He smiled and cried: "I have always known that Yanyan is gone."
How could he possibly forget Yanyan's death?
It's just that he doesn't want to face the truth.
Yu Huilian didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but that was unrealistic. She said, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry to bring up your sad story. I wish you all the best."
"It's okay, we have to get to the bottom of things." Li Qiguang opened his eyes again, having made up his mind.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, and the smile was a little forced: "Come in and talk."
He poured two glasses of water and placed them on the table in the living room, then sat down on the single sofa to the left of Yu Huilian and Taoist Gu.
He curled up his fingers expressionlessly, and after a long while, he slowly spoke.
"Ever since Yanyan passed away from illness two years ago, my wife has been suffering from hallucinations. She always believed that her daughter's illness had been cured."
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with this. Apart from occasionally talking to the air, it has basically no impact on her life. I'm also sad about my daughter's death, but life has to go on—"
For the sake of his wife and both sets of parents, Li Qiguang faced the pressure of reality and the death of his daughter, and he didn't even dare to cry in front of his relatives.
He plays a calm yet seemingly ruthless role, comforting everyone and taking good care of the family.
Until one day, Li Qiguang came home from get off work and Liu Ying was cooking in the kitchen. He didn't even change his shoes and went to the kitchen to check on his wife first.
Seeing that she was still talking to herself in the air, but at least nothing happened, I felt relieved.
But just as he was changing his shoes, he suddenly heard the sound of a knife falling to the ground in the kitchen.
Li Qiguang rushed into the kitchen, grabbed Liu Ying and checked her from head to toe. Finally, he saw a shallow cut on her wrist. He couldn't believe that if her hand hadn't slipped, she might have cut a blood vessel.
That was the first time Li Qiangguang got angry at Liu Ying after his daughter died.
Liu Ying looked at him with a dull expression the whole time, as if she couldn't hear a word.
Seeing her like this, Li Qiguang finally couldn't help but hug her and cried loudly, expressing his emotions...
"I bandaged her wound. When she woke up the next day, I found that she had lost her memory and asked me where the wound on her hand came from."
"How many times has this happened?" Yu Huilian asked.
She probably had an idea, but it still needed to be verified.
Li Qiguang replied: "Twice. The second time she jumped from the second floor by herself."
He looked at Yu Huilian and asked, "Did she tell you that she fell because she tripped?"
Yu Huilian nodded, that was indeed the case.
"Actually, no, she jumped down by herself, but she forgot."
Yu Huilian frowned slightly.
When she came last night, she checked the entire house, including the balcony, and there were indeed signs of cracks on the railings.
If she jumped down by herself, and missed some details, how do you explain the broken railing?
Moreover, she had no memory of the time she cut her wrists, but this time she could inexplicably explain the reason.
Just as she was recalling all the details, Li Qiguang explained the reason.
"This morning, when I woke up, I saw Yanyan."
Yu Huilian's pupils shrank slightly, and she seemed to understand.
And Li Qiguang's next words also verified her guess.
"It turns out she never had hallucinations, but Yanyan's soul was always there, healing her."
He paused for a moment before continuing:
"When she cut her wrists, it was Yanyan who knocked the knife away. Her soul wasn't stable enough, so she only touched the knife at the critical moment. I think it might be because of love."
"It gave her the strength to stop her mother from dying."
"But after that, she seemed to have been seriously injured, so when my wife jumped from the building, she was unable to stop her in time."
"And this time, it was Yanyan who created a reasonable fantasy for her because she didn't want to see her mother living in pain."
No wonder Liu Ying has a negative energy but no resentment.
Yu Huilian lowered her head. This truth was too heartbreaking.
Taoist Master Gu, who had remained silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Where is she now?"
Hearing his words, Li Qiguang shook his head: "I don't know either. After she told me the truth this morning, I haven't seen her since."
"Is there anything wrong with her?"
"Yes, her soul seems very weak, almost transparent."
Li Qiguang hardly thought about it. As a father, he was fully focused on his daughter's condition.
Even if it's just a soul.
Taoist Gu pondered for a moment after hearing this. Yu Huilian, who was standing beside him, looked at him and said, "Is it possible that she thought she was going to disappear and didn't want her parents to see her, so she left?"
"It's not impossible." Master Gu stood up.
He straightened his suit jacket and said, "Leave Li Yanyan's matter to me. As for Liu Ying's, I'll trouble Deputy Minister Lian."
"That's natural."
Yu Huilian is very experienced in counseling and has seen a lot.
Li Qiguang's eyes swirled between the two of them, tears welling in his eyes: "Master Gu, my daughter..."
He didn't even dare to say the following words.
Taoist Priest Gu patiently explained, "I will liberate her and send her to the underworld to reincarnate."
Hearing this answer, Li Qiguang covered his face and sobbed.
He has been carrying too much on his shoulders and he doesn't even dare to release it, so it would be nice to have a good cry now.
Yu Huilian and Taoist Gu left quietly and closed the door gently.
The two parted ways downstairs in the community. Master Gu was going to summon Li Yanyan's soul, while Yu Huilian drove to the hospital.
Inpatient department, inside the ward.
The curtains were drawn open, and Liu Ying stood under the window, looking downstairs calmly.
There is a high wall there, a high wall where relatives use to pray.
It rained all night last night, and the air was filled with the smell of grass, trees and soil.
Yu Huilian stopped behind her and spoke slowly: "Liu Ying, check everything——"
"I know what you're going to say."
The unfinished words were interrupted by a hoarse, breathy voice.
Yu Huilian was slightly startled.
Liu Ying turned around, tears still on her face, but her expression was unexpectedly calm.
"I'm a mother, how could I not know?"
She was leaning on a crutch and refused Yu Huilian's help. She didn't cry out in pain even though her legs were in pain.
Liu Ying sat on the bed, and even though she was crying, the corners of her lips slightly curled up.
She looked out the window and seemed to see her daughter hugging her and acting coquettishly when she was a child.
"She gave me a beautiful dream, and I told her to leave peacefully."
Yu Huilian looked at her, said nothing, and sat beside her quietly.
Liu Ying was stronger and more rational than she thought.
And greater.
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