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It didn't rain tonight, and Yan Yan hadn't had a nightmare for a long time, but at some point, he slowly lost consciousness in his light sleep.

It was raining in my dream.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and the falling rain was like knives, the sound of which seemed to break through the ground.

Someone knocked over the paint box, and the dark and gloomy world was instantly dyed red.

A person suddenly appeared in this world stained with blood and rain.

Her spotless white dress was soaked and stained with mud and blood. Her slender body seemed boneless, fragile and desolate.

She stumbled in the rain and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Despite her miserable state, she still crawled forward bit by bit, as if there was someone ahead that she had to get closer to.

"Fu Yuan, he's dead!"

With an angry shout, Yan Yan, who suddenly appeared in this world in the form of a soul, was stunned for a moment.

Blow the kite.

His eyes suddenly turned to the girl who was slowly crawling on the ground.

She seemed to hear nothing, and just stretched her hand forward little by little, and finally reached the bloody corpse that could no longer be recognized.

She slowly got up from the ground and carefully held the body in her arms, not daring to use any extra strength, as if she was afraid of hurting him.

Although, he could no longer feel the pain and had been dead for a long time.

The girl sat in the rain, as if she had lost her soul, motionless, letting the heavy rain pour down on her head.

Her face was so pale that even the small cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye seemed to have faded. The rain poured into her eyes from her slightly raised face, but she did not dodge or evade, and even her long eyelashes did not tremble.

She is Fu Yuan.

But she was not the Fu Yuan that Yan Yan knew in the past.

He had never seen such a person before. Although she did not show any sign of sadness or wailing, she was filled with such strong sorrow that even the fierce and torrential rain seemed to serve as a foil to her.

After an unknown amount of time, she moved her lips, as if she had finally found her voice: "I'm sorry."

"In the next life, please don't like me anymore. I will try to stay away from you. As long as I don't get close to you, you can live well."

Thunder roared suddenly, and silver-purple lightning covered the sky like a spider web, like the body of a monster with bared fangs and claws, crazy, depressed, and on the verge of losing control.

The girl unconsciously hugged the body tighter in her arms, and murmured softly, as if talking to herself: "You always care about the world, always give everything for those irrelevant people, but how do they treat you?"

No one could respond to her anymore.

Perhaps, she was talking to the demon in her heart that was about to break free from its cage.

The lightning made her face clearer and clearer, so Yan Yan also saw the little flower in the corner of her eye slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As a bolt of lightning struck, the girl slowly stood up and faced the man behind her. She curled her lips without a smile and said in a very calm tone:

"Today, I will bury you with this city."

… …

The scene changed and it was endless darkness.

In the dark and cramped space, the girl's long hair fell behind her like a waterfall. Her hands and feet were bound by four wrist-thick shackles. The slightest movement would cause the sound of chains colliding.

She just sat there quietly, with her head slightly lowered. Her expression could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see a layer of dust around her thin and fragile body, as if she had been in this place for a very long time.

Maybe, even she herself can't remember it clearly.

A deep and majestic voice came from somewhere: "Fu Yuan, do you admit your guilt?"

The person who seemed to be asleep in the corner moved and slowly raised his head.

Yan Yan saw her eyes at this time.

It was dark and numb, like a pool of silent and deep dead water. It seemed as if she had gone through many vicissitudes of life and after returning, she was the only one left in the world.

She didn't say anything, just curled the corners of her lips slightly.

The meaning is obvious, she has no regrets.

Even if I am imprisoned in the depths of hell from now on, suffering from darkness and loneliness.

Seeing that she was still stubborn, the angry voice disappeared.

The girl was left alone, swallowed by the endless darkness.

She loves sunny flowers so much, they are warm, flamboyant, lively and cute.

But now her wings have been broken, she has lost her freedom, and is trapped in this unknown dark place for life. For her, this is a torture more cruel than death.

I don't know when that girl who was afraid of the dark and loved to cry grew up to be so brave.

Yan Yan's heart suddenly began to ache inexplicably, starting from a small spot and gradually spreading to his entire body, hurting so much that it became difficult to breathe.

She suddenly looked up, as if she saw him, her lifeless eyes slowly opened up with a glimmer of light, and her voice was so soft that it was barely audible.

But Yan Yan heard what she said.

"Yan Jiuting, I miss you."

***

The working hours of MR Psychological Counseling Room are from 9 am to 6 pm, and may be extended to 9 pm during busy periods.

This is considered overtime, but the overtime pay is considerable. To be honest, Qin Xia sometimes quite likes to work overtime.

Today is Tuesday, and Dr. Yan's appointments are basically fully booked on these days. But strangely, the patients who had made appointments in advance either suddenly changed their time or had something urgent to do.

Qin Xia couldn't help but wonder. Just as he was thinking about what was going on, a car stopped at the door. It was a blue Rolls-Royce Phantom.

She was surprised for a moment.

Although most of the patients who come here are either rich or noble, and there are many luxury cars coming and going every day, this car is definitely the most expensive one Qin Xia has ever seen.

The car body is gorgeous and high-profile, and it probably attracted a lot of attention along the way.

As the passenger door was opened, a man in a suit and tie with a stern face got out. He bowed slightly and opened the back door.

Probably because it was the first time she had seen such a scene, Qin Xia was staring at it intently. It was not until the other person walked in that she came to her senses and went forward to greet him: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

The man was wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt underneath, but no tie. He looked formal yet casual. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was very tall.

Wow, this figure and fashion sense are absolutely top-notch.

"Hello, is Dr. Yan here?"

The magnetic and soft voice was particularly catchy, and instantly brought Qin Xia back to his senses as he was staring at the other person's body.

She subconsciously raised her head, and what she saw was the man's narrow, beautiful phoenix eyes, with thick and long dark eyelashes, which contained three parts of smile and seven parts of melancholy.

These eyes were so beautiful, so beautiful that no matter what the owner of these eyes said, the other person would subconsciously obey.

"Yes." Qin Xia nodded and unconsciously stepped back a little to hide the wild beating of his heart.

"Wait a moment, I'll help you register."

Qin Xia was sure that this patient was coming for the first time, and he was probably very ill, otherwise why would she feel scared just by looking at him?

"What is your name?"

"Jitang."