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Hearing Song Xu's words, Jiang Mian was puzzled, as if she could guess what he was going to say next.

"You feel it's unfair to me?" Jiang Mian asked. "Is it because I'm being used as a substitute?"

Song Xu paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Originally, these things shouldn't have been your responsibility."

“It’s okay,” Jiang Mian said. “I’m not as fragile as you think, and there’s nothing unfair about it.”

It's quite fair; it was all clearly written down in black and white from the very beginning.

Song Xu didn't beat around the bush anymore.

He continued, "You should also know that before you, Bo Zhou had a wife who died of amniotic fluid embolism when she gave birth to Xiao Shitou. Her name is the same as yours, Jiang Mian."

Jiang Mian nodded. "I know."

“Her death was very sudden, and Bo Zhou was unable to accept it for a while. At that time, he experienced some psychological and mental problems.”

"PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. It is a mental illness that people may develop after experiencing a major life event, and Lu Bozhou's case is more severe than others."

“His original personality was more paranoid than others, and when he encountered post-traumatic stress disorder, the situation became more serious, with paranoia, misanthropy, stress, and suicidal tendencies…”

Hearing Song Xu's words, every single one felt like a nail dripping with blood.

They pierced her heart, one by one.

"Suicidal tendencies?" Jiang Mian asked in a hoarse voice.

Song Xu nodded, "It's normal that he didn't acknowledge his illness at first. Many patients with mental illnesses may initially have feelings of denial and resistance."

"Because in today's society, people often feel that those who are mentally or psychologically abnormal are somehow related. So when faced with this situation, people instinctively deny it."

"They just thought they were in a bad mood and hadn't recovered yet. Little did they know that their mental state might already be very serious. That's what happened to Lu Bozhou back then."

“He doesn’t admit it. He doesn’t care.” Song Xu still can’t help but sigh when he thinks about Lu Bozhou’s state at that time.

"Don't you care?" Jiang Mian slowly asked rhetorically.

Song Xu nodded. "If other people discover that they have a mental illness, many will care and try to find a solution. This is a person's instinct for self-preservation."

"Even if you are depressed, at certain moments, when you are not completely overwhelmed by depressive emotions, you will want to save yourself or hope that someone can save you."

Jiang Mian asked blankly, "He didn't?"

“He didn’t,” Song Xu said. “He was completely in the dark, with absolutely no thought of saving himself.”

"One rainy night, his car crashed into the mountainside of the mountain road. He was lucky to have a good car and survived."

"Later, when we reviewed the situation, we found that he skidded on a sharp turn in the rain, which caused the car to lose control briefly. But with a luxury car of his caliber, he could have regained control of the car very quickly if he wanted to."

"But he didn't, he gave up. That's why the car crashed directly into the mountainside. Luckily, the car was skidding towards the mountainside. If it had gone towards the guardrail, and had broken through it, it would have been all over."

"After that, his parents noticed that something was wrong with him and that he didn't care, so they tried to get him to get treatment."

Hearing this, Jiang Mian felt a mix of emotions.

This man, during the years they were married while she was still alive, seemed to have never even given her a second glance.

She was always the one chasing after him, gazing at his retreating figure.

I hope he will come back to me someday.

He died before he could see it.

After she died, this man... didn't want to live anymore?

why?

Jiang Mian didn't understand.

She blurted out, "Why? Is it because..." She almost blurted out, "Because of me?"

Fortunately, she held back at the crucial moment and changed her words, "Is it for... Jiang Mian?"

“That’s a big part of the reason,” Song Xu said. “It could also be because he’s naturally a bit obsessive and used to controlling everything. He finds it hard to accept when things get out of control. But this control isn’t directed at everyone or everything.”

“He only has this possessiveness and desire to control those he considers ‘his people.’ But Jiang Mian is dead, and that’s an outcome he can’t change no matter how hard he tries or how much he struggles.”

"This was a huge blow to him, and it's not hard to see from his subsequent behavior that it was devastating. If it weren't for the fact that Little Stone was still alive and still so young, he probably wouldn't have been willing to accept treatment."

"So his condition was somewhat under control, and after being discharged from the hospital, he began to rely on medication to maintain a stable state."

Song Xu sighed, "So you should have noticed that Lu Bozhou's emotions are actually abnormal. A normal person's emotions wouldn't be so indifferent; he doesn't seem to have any of the joy or anger that a normal person would have. That's the effect of the medication."

Jiang Mian gently bit her lip. "Is it the kind of medicine he took this time...?"

"Well, I originally thought he was much better after marrying you." Song Xu glanced at her, his expression somewhat apologetic, but he still spoke frankly.

"Perhaps it's because you resemble Jiang Mian that you can offer him a different kind of comfort. As a result, his emotions and state of mind are much more stable than before."

“So this time, I suggested that he gradually stop taking the medication and try it. His condition was already quite stable.” Song Xu frowned.

"The reason this happened so suddenly is probably because you almost got into trouble before. This sudden loss of control may have triggered his stress response. He urgently needed to calm down, which is why he overdosed on medication."

Jiang Mian was speechless for a long time after hearing Song Xu's words.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Song Xu assumed she was shocked and saddened by the facts he had just mentioned.

After all, she was completely innocent in this whole affair, and it had nothing to do with her.

Jiang Mian took a deep breath and asked softly, "Dr. Song, do you think he accidentally overdosed on his medication this time, or..."

She paused for a few seconds, her voice low and hoarse, "Want to die?"

After a moment of silence, Song Xu said, "I am more inclined to conclude that he lost self-control and judgment in a state of emotional extremeness, and thus overdosed on the medication."

"That's good..." Jiang Mian didn't know why, but she felt a little relieved.

Regardless, she didn't want this man to... seek death.

Even if you've loved, hated, lived, and died.

She never intended for him to die.

Song Xu's voice rang out again in a low voice, "Bo Zhou's personality makes him see himself as the sole person responsible. At any time, he will feel that everything, everything, is his responsibility."

Jiang Mian seemed to understand these words, yet she also seemed not to fully understand them.

"What's the meaning?"