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Chapter 283 Depression

Chapter 283 Depression

After sending Shen Xingzhou away, Chi Qian lay on the big bed and rolled around twice, then took out her mobile phone and sent Xie Shen a message, asking him to come for dinner.

The slowness of the Spring Festival this year is also very happy.

After a few people finished eating, they nestled on the sofa in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside continued, reflected on the faces of the three of them through the window, unpredictable.

Chi Qian suddenly thought of this time last year.

The scene where she and Xie Shen watched the fireworks together, and then couldn't help but give him a hug.

Chi Qian took a sip of water from the cup and continued watching the Spring Festival Gala.

During this period, Mr. Chi Yan suddenly went back to the room to answer the phone, and there were only Xie Shen and Chi Qian left in the living room.

Chi Qian suddenly bumped Xie Shen with her elbow, and asked in a low voice, "When are you going home?"

In fact, she felt that the three of them watching the Spring Festival Gala together would always be a little bit awkward.

Xie Shen bent one arm and rested it on the back of his head. He clicked his tongue lightly, and turned his head to look at Chi Qian: "You want to drive me away?"

Chi Qian: "..."

Five minutes later, Mr. Chi Yan came out of the bedroom, cut a plate of fruit and put it on the low table.

Chi Qian took a piece and put it in her mouth.

Now a sketch is playing on TV, the three of them didn't speak, they continued to eat and talked about watching the Spring Festival Gala.

It wasn't until the New Year's bell rang and Chi Qian heard a low voice of Happy New Year in her ears that she realized it.

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After Xie Shen left, Chi Qian watched with Chi Yanjun for a while, and after a while both of them were sleepy, so they turned off the TV and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Before going to bed, Chi Qian also sent Xie Shen a happy new year text message.

Even though the lights outside the house were dimmed, and the vague sound of firecrackers and fireworks continued to rise and fall, Chi Qian still fell asleep easily.

The next few days were spent visiting relatives and neighbors, Chi Qian and Xie Shen were happy and at ease, squatting at home to do mock test papers.

During a winter vacation, Chi Qian and Xie Shen had to do three sets of papers almost every day.

Zhang Ju'an and Su Wan faced a lot of problems when visiting relatives every day, and they scratched their heads in agitation.

When she knew that Chi Qian's family was abroad and did not leave relatives, she was so envious that she almost burst into tears.

Xie Shen and Chi Qian were the top two on the red list for the first mock exam at the beginning of school.

After Xie Zhan knew Xie Shen's achievements, he was so excited that he raised the salaries of the company's employees a lot.

During the Ching Ming Festival, their senior year only had a day and a half vacation.

On this day, it rained at night, and the whole air was filled with a damp breath.

Xie Shen took Chi Qian to the cemetery, a quiet and serene place, small wild flowers with yellow petals and a few white stamens were blooming everywhere.

It was the first time for Chi Qian to meet Xie Shen's mother - Meng Ling.

An elegant and intellectual woman.

Xie squatted down, wiped the photo with his fingertips, and said lightly, "She committed suicide."

Chi Qian; "!"

She always thought that Aunt Meng died of illness or some accident, but she never thought of committing suicide.

Chi Qian squatted next to Xie Shen, looked at the beautiful woman in the photo, and asked the question she had always wanted to know: "Why?"

Xie Shen: "Depression."

Chi Qian pursed her lips, thinking of his attitude towards Xie Zhan, and asked softly, "Is it related to Uncle Xie?"

"Well, the two of them are in a business marriage. They have almost no relationship and no conversation. I didn't know until I was eight years old that my mother had been in his domestic violence. Later, my mother was diagnosed with severe depression. "

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(End of this chapter)

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