Chapter 62 Memory Puzzle
The old man passed away on a bright sunny morning. Almost at the same time, Li Jichuan wiped away his tears and began to take care of his grandfather's funeral arrangements.
His change of heart was quite sudden. Not long after, a group of Li Peirong’s confidants arrived to hear the lawyer read the will.
Li Jichuan used to think that his grandfather had a lot.
But if you list them all out, there aren't actually that many.
Li Jichuan and Li Shuwen each inherited half of Li Peirong's shares.
Li Shuwen pretended to wipe away her tears, but no matter how Li Jichuan looked at it, he felt that she was smiling.
With a mountain of business to attend to, Li Jichuan boarded a plane carrying Li Peirong's ashes, returning to the land his grandfather longed for, and buried him beside his parents.
Dark clouds hung over the cemetery, and a light autumn rain began to fall.
The chill seeped into my bones.
The young heir, dressed in a black cashmere coat, held an umbrella in one hand, shielding himself and his loved ones, staring blankly at the tombstone—
In that instant, Li Jichuan fully matured and embarked on a new journey of standing on his own.
However.
Back in the car, when it was just the two of them, Li Jichuan would suddenly reach out and hand it to Su Pu.
"Now you can touch my hand."
Su Pu knew he had been feeling down lately, so she took his hand to comfort him.
Li Jichuan let out a long sigh of relief, quickly interlocking his fingers with his and emphasizing to him:
"Su Pu, I'm pursuing you, so I'm willing to let you take advantage of me, understand?"
He recalled the various people he had met recently, some he knew and some he didn't. Whenever they heard that Su Pu was Li Jichuan's partner, they would come over to shake his hand and offer their condolences.
He felt uneasy and always wanted to hide Su Pu away.
Thinking of this, he further advised Su Pu, "If someone else shakes your hand for more than two seconds, you should let go. Because they're not chasing you..."
The driver in the front seat couldn't help but laugh.
Li Jichuan leaned back against the headboard, holding Su Pu's hand tightly, enjoying a brief nap—
After Li Peirong left, Li Jichuan entered a special state of stress. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but calmly accepted all the regrets and hardships.
Su Pu looked at the person sleeping soundly beside her with their eyes closed and felt very sorry for them.
On the afternoon of the day Li Peirong passed away, Li Shuwen couldn't wait to divide the group's business and equity and decided to start her own business.
Knowing that Li Jichuan was too busy to handle everything, Li Shuwen quickly won over most of the group's shareholders, planning to settle scores with him once he returned to Yuncheng.
Therefore, these days, Li Jichuan spends his days arranging his grandfather's funeral and his nights forcing himself to hold meetings, lobbying shareholders and partners, and consolidating his power.
Su Pu gently held his hand and massaged it, hoping that his life could be more comfortable and less gloomy.
The rain continued to fall, draped in the darkness and thick clouds of southern Yunnan, as their plane resolutely broke through the rain, heading towards a future full of uncertainties.
...
Yuncheng is indeed a big city, full of people who are glittering with gold and have their own ambitions.
As soon as Li Jichuan landed, his driver picked him up and took him to the company to handle official business. Uncle Wang picked up Su Pu and chatted with him, saying that he hadn't seen a psychologist for two weeks.
So much had happened during this time that Su Pu had no time to process her own feelings.
Perhaps it was out of a desire to escape—he hadn't completed any of the tasks the therapist had assigned him last time.
He was unable to fully express his feelings, nor could he listen to his own heart. Like a small boat, he was powerless to resist fate.
No storm can shake him.
But when he finally mustered up the courage to walk into the counselor and confess his incompetence in detail,
Instead of being blamed, I received a reassuring smile from the doctor.
"It was my fault for not explaining clearly. My suggestion is not an order, and you don't need to put it into practice immediately."
"This is a long process, don't rush it, you've already done very well."
Su Pu nodded timidly and shared recent events with the doctor.
The doctor looked at the words he typed on his phone and couldn't help but feel curious.
"If someone you like confesses their feelings to you, why don't you say yes?"
Su Pu sighed helplessly: "Because I can't move..."
"Can't move?" the doctor asked curiously.
Whenever I get emotional, I can't move.
"Why is this happening?" The doctor paused, then adopted a gentler voice. "When did this first occur? Could you share that with me?"
Su Pu pondered for a moment, then shook his head in distress.
It seems that from a very young age, before he even knew what "despair" or "fear" meant, he stopped resisting.
The doctor changed the question, "Do you remember the first time you clearly felt despair or fear? What was that scene like?"
The first thing Su Pu thought of was that snowy night when he ran barefoot out of the house, trying to find someone to save his hysterical, self-harming mother.
It was so cold that night that the ice and snow made his feet numb.
Even now, just thinking about that day sends chills down his spine.
It runs through his entire body from the soles of his feet.
After reading his story, the doctor asked him, "So, how was that incident ultimately resolved?"
Su Pu gripped his phone, but couldn't type a single word.
He had thought it was too painful to recall, but now that he was in a safe environment, he tried hard to remember the scene after that day. His temples throbbed with pain, but his mind was still blank.
Only then did I realize that I had completely forgotten what happened after that night.
When he regained his memory, it was the next morning, and he was lying in the hospital room with his mother.
Beside them stood Su Fengxian, who looked impatient.
A short while later, Su Hui also arrived...
That day was the first time Su Pu met Su Hui. Zhao Qing urged him to smile at his younger brother, but Su Hui frowned.
"I don't want a brother, he smells awful!"
The doctor listened, his brows furrowing slightly. He looked at Su Pu.
“Xiao Pu, I understand that you don’t want to recall those painful things… But if you can remember so clearly what happened before and after that day, why can’t you remember this part?”
The doctor continued, "Besides this, what other things can't you remember?"
"Perhaps, the things that truly terrify you are hidden within these memories."
"Our brain is like a machine. If a certain emotion is too complex and heavy, it cannot process it and will first throw these things and these emotions out of its own operating mechanism..."
The doctor used an analogy to explain, "For example, some people suddenly forget their lines when they are nervous. Even though they have a lot of things to say in their head, they still can't remember anything and their mind feels completely blank."
"At this moment, your brain isn't shutting down or becoming inactive; it's simply trying to soothe the other organs in your body, telling them it's okay, and then gradually waking them up..."
Su Pu opened her mouth slightly.
[Awaken the body?]
The doctor nodded, "When your body can't do anything, perhaps it's your brain that's trying its best to comfort it and keep it functioning. Don't give up yet."
Perhaps Su Pu's amnesia was not accidental, but rather a result of reaching his physiological limits, with his brain busy keeping his organs functioning normally.
"Don't be nervous. The human mind and brain are both very interesting," the doctor said with a smile, reassuring him. "Understanding oneself is a lifelong task for many people. You can take your time to think about it..."
"When you understand yourself, you will accept yourself and love yourself. Then you will experience true happiness."
...
Understand yourself...
After finishing her therapy session, Su Pu pondered the doctor's words and returned to work at the coffee shop.
But what exactly happened that day?
Su Pu pondered, it seemed that not only this matter, but also some other things, his memory of them was also fragmented.
"One iced Americano, to go."
The voice instinctively disgusted Su Pu; he knew without a doubt who it belonged to.
Su Hui has been very busy lately, often going downstairs to buy coffee, trying to take advantage of this break to slack off and catch her breath.
Su Pu took the money, printed out the order, and turned to make coffee.
But after thinking it over, I still mind.
Just as Su Hui had sent the document to Li Shuwen, a shiny cell phone appeared in front of her.
Do you remember the first time we met? It was at the hospital; both my mom and I were hospitalized.
Su Hui rolled her eyes and pushed Su Pu's phone away. "Who remembers?! You're crazy!"
Upon hearing this, Su Pu dejectedly withdrew his hand, looking pitiful.
Su Hui left the store with the coffee and immediately sent a message to his father.
[Dad, when I was little, what was the reason Su Pu and his mother were hospitalized together?]
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