During the meal, she and he didn't talk much. He had always been a silent and reserved person, and she seemed a little depressed because she was leaving the day after tomorrow. Fortunately, there was always someone joking and joking in the middle, so the atmosphere was good.
Nothing too embarrassing.
Halfway through the meal, Guaiguai was suddenly attracted by a pastry chef making a platter of desserts in the middle of the restaurant. He sneaked over to take a look out of curiosity. As a result, he and she were the only ones left on the dining table.
Xia Tong felt a little panicked, lowering her head and not even daring to look at him.
It was he who was the first to break his silence: "Why did you suddenly think of picking up Guaiguai from school today?" His senses had always been terribly sharp. From the moment he saw her at the school gate, he felt that she was unusual.
Xia Tong took a sip of juice and said deliberately and relaxedly: "Because I have to leave."
Let's go? His hand holding the chopsticks tightened, he looked up at her, and his voice was so difficult that it almost burst out of his throat: "Where are we going?"
Xia Tong held his head and said depressedly: "Hey...you have to go back to where you came from. I'm going back to the United States."
"Why do you want to go back?" As soon as he asked, he realized that he was being rude.
Fortunately, she didn't care: "You know, I was sick for a whole year before. This time I went back to receive the last three months of treatment." She smiled and tried hard to get rid of the inexplicable upset.
: "But it doesn't matter, I will be back in three months."
Can you please not leave? He looked at her and wanted to ask, but he couldn't.
Even if she didn't remember him before and forgot everything between her and him, he could still comfort himself that at least she was still with him, at least he could see her from time to time and know everything about her...
But now, she is leaving.
My heart seemed to have a hole in it, and countless cold winds poured in from all directions, biting the bones.
Everything fell to the bottom in an instant.
"Which hospital is it at?" He lowered his head and took a sip of tea seemingly casually: "Maybe I will have the opportunity to go to the United States for a business trip in the next few months, and I will stop by to see you."
Which hospital? Xia Tong instinctively wanted to hide it. The hospital she was in in the past mainly treated drug addicts and mentally ill patients, and she didn't want him to know how miserable she had been.
"It's not confirmed yet." She said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will contact you as soon as you settle down there."
His eyes darkened a bit. After a long while: "Okay."
When I walked out of the restaurant, the lights were already on. The bright neon lights illuminated the slightly cold night in a blurry and charming way.
Qin Muzhe carried the sleeping Guaiguai into the back seat of the car and closed the door. Xia Tong waved to him: "Then I'll leave first."
Qin Mujie nodded, was silent for a moment, and then called her: "Wait a minute."
Xia Tong asked curiously: "Is there anything else?"
He paused: "I heard that you have lost your memory?"
Xia Tong rubbed his head in embarrassment: "Well, it's true that good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles."
"Do you really not remember anything about the past?" Thinking of Professor Lu's words, he stared into her eyes closely. After so many years in the mall, he was confident that he had enough keen observation to see through easily.
Is a person lying?
"Yeah." Xia Tong said solemnly: "I really don't remember anything." She seemed to be very annoyed: "Actually, sometimes I am also curious about what kind of person I am. But I guess it shouldn't be much.
Okay..." How can a good person take drugs?
"No, you're fine." He blurted out. Sensing her doubtful gaze, he explained sarcastically: "Human nature is easily revealed through words and deeds, and once it is set, it is difficult to change it.
The feeling you give me now is very good, which means it was just as good in the past."
"Mr. Chocolate, you are really good at talking."
"I didn't lie to you." He was serious.
Xia Tong smiled, showing her white teeth. She lowered her head and glanced at her watch: "It's so late, I should go." She waved to him: "See you in three months."
"goodbye."
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He had been a little restless all day. According to Nie Sheng's investigation, Gu Haoran had bought a plane ticket to the United States a week ago, and the time was set at ten in the morning.
He didn't understand where the lingering feeling of suffocation in his chest came from.
Obviously, she is just going for treatment. Obviously, she will come back in three months. Obviously, it is just a short farewell.
He had waited for five long years. Now it was only three short months, so he had nothing to worry about.
But why, I just feel very uneasy.
He always felt that something was going to happen, so he rubbed his forehead, trying to calm himself down and get rid of the unhappiness that was sinking in his heart.
He must be too busy and dizzy.
It must be, yes! It must be!
When he got home from work, it was already very late, and Guaiguai had already fallen asleep. He took a shower, returned to the room, and struggled on the bed for two hours, but he still couldn't sleep.
Sitting up, he felt that his mind was so confused that he was going to explode. He opened the drawer and there was a half-eaten bottle of Valium. Over the past year, he had been under a lot of pressure and his sleep had not been good.
Countless nights, he relied on these white potions to barely calm himself down. But the human body is so strange. At first, taking one pill would make him sleep dreamlessly until dawn, and then he would need two pills.
, three pieces...
Greed is like love...
In the early morning, he was woken up by a burst of chaotic cell phone ringtones. He sat up, and his brain was confused and painful. It seemed that the six sleeping pills had really worked. Now, he only felt that his brain was so painful that he wanted to chop it off.
He reached out vaguely, fumbled for his phone, pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear. His voice was lazy and tired: "Hello?"
"Is this Mr. Qin?" On the other end of the phone was an obviously older male voice.
It was such a familiar voice, he frowned, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"Yes, who are you?" He was so sleepy that he didn't even have the energy to look at the caller ID.
"I am Professor Lu."
Professor Lu? He thumped, opened his eyes suddenly, and his mind was mostly awake.
"Excuse me, why are you calling so early?" He asked while getting dressed.
"Oh... As for the question Mr. Qin asked me that night, I was in a hurry to leave, so I didn't think about it in detail. In the past few days, I have carefully read through many cases of drug addicts who took devil and found some problems. Maybe it can be
Explain Mr. Qin’s confusion that night.”
His confusion? He paused while getting dressed, and then he remembered that when he and Professor Lu met for the first time ten days ago, he had asked him about Xia Tong's amnesia after taking devil. And he was sure of it at the time.
Tell him that devil does not cause amnesia, which makes him very confused.
So, does he want to explain this problem when he calls now?
He stood up and opened the window, hoping to let the morning breeze blow away his still groggy brain: "Please tell me."
"After reading a lot of information, I found that many drug addicts who have taken devil will suffer from memory loss, poor concentration, and often make silly mistakes. Moreover, their emotional reactions to things will be worse than
Normal people take it slow, but people with more severe symptoms may even become confused, begin to gradually lose all memory, and live in their own fictitious world without being able to get out."
He held the phone tightly and listened silently.
"When I saw this, it was really strange. Because I had studied the chemical structure of devil, and there was no substance in it that would cause amnesia or make people confused, so I was confused for a time. Until recently, I
It was only after I came into contact with a mentally ill person that I figured this out."
"What is it?" Qin Mujie asked in a deep voice.
"I once told you, Mr. Qin, that drug addicts who take devil will undergo two changes. First, their appearance becomes ugly; second, because the detoxification process is too long and painful, people will suffer from depression to a certain extent.
For patients with mild depression, as long as they take a small amount of medication, it will indeed help their mental condition. But -" He paused: "In this case, once the patient is heavily medicated, he will
It’s counterproductive.”
The suffocation feeling in his chest became stronger and stronger. He vaguely guessed something, and his eyes became gloomy.
"Many drug addicts who have taken devil will suffer from a certain degree of depression because they cannot bear the pressure of detoxification. Because they are in pain, they will try to find relief in other ways, such as self-mutilation or even suicide. But those
Their behaviors are only manifested when drug addiction attacks. In normal times, they can only be regarded as mildly depressed. But their family members will not think so, and even psychiatrists with insufficient clinical experience will not think so.
They regard self-mutilation and suicide as a terrible act, so they misjudge patients who are only mildly depressed as patients with severe mental depression, and inappropriately prescribe heavy drugs..."
Qin Mujie took a breath: "So what you are saying is that my friend's amnesia is probably not due to devil's toxin. It is because she was misjudged about her condition and given heavy drugs, which led to her amnesia.
Waiting for signs…”
"Yes." Professor Lu nodded: "So I advise you, Mr. Qin, to quickly persuade your friend to change doctors, change medicines and recuperate. Patients with mild depression may even have symptoms after taking too many heavy antidepressants.
You might become stupid..."
…
His hands dropped, squeezing tightly, and his face became tense.