I Wish Mo All the Best

Ling Jingqiu was silent.

Silently, he was not in a hurry, and slowly told the truth.

"After you found that you have depression, you actively cooperated with the doctor at the beginning, and you thought about many ways to fight depression. But when you find that depression can not be restrained by self-control, the idea of ​​death is getting stronger, and you start. Plan all this."

Ling Jingqiu said nothing.

"This beautiful house is your last stop to bid farewell to this world. You built this amazing house, this is your last paradise, and... the grave you chose. "

"When did you find out?" Ling Jingqiu asked.

He shrugged silently, "I can't compare with you in terms of design talent. But I learned criminal psychology, and I understand some micro expressions...well, in front of the bodhisattva, I don't lie, I actually Very proficient in micro-expressions. If I say third in China, no one would dare say second, my master is first."

Foreign countries are not counted, after all, people have studied it first, but Qianmu believes that through the efforts of several generations, we can surpass sooner or later!

"Because I'm really good at micro-expressions, after I observed you a few times, I felt your sadness and despair nowhere to hide, I was very strange."

Qian Mo noticed from the beginning that Ling Jingqiu was very strange.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is a quiet man like water, but she seems that this person is like a walking dead, full of loneliness and despair, the more you want to hide, the more obvious.

Especially after she and Xiaohei came up from the bottom of the valley, everyone else was nervous and frightened and looking forward-Nono's pure watching of the drama was not counted, only Ling Jingqiu had a trace of envy in her eyes.

At that moment, he envied Ahai who could not come from the bottom of the valley.

He particularly hopes that he is the one who dies.

At that moment, silently understood.

No wonder this other courtyard is beautiful and picturesque, but there are many bad things in Feng Shui.

An internationally renowned architect, how could he not pay attention to these details, he deliberately.

From the beginning, he regarded the other courtyard as a crypt, and he hoped to stay there forever.

On the last journey, he was surrounded by his best friends of the past and left with a strong sense of ceremony. The invitation letter sent to his friends was actually an obituary he made to himself.

The designers are all born illusions, and they are so elaborate, even the way of leaving the world, with a touch of romance and helplessness, to embrace the eternal sleep with a gorgeous dance of death——

Unfortunately, he met Xiaomo and Xiaohei.

This pair of cheeky men and women who can show love to the end no matter when and where.

Ling Jingqiu was originally entangled by the disease and the devil, and the whole person was suffering and gray. When he was said in a silent way, he felt that his depression was a little lighter, but he still didn't feel like laughing, but just pulled the corner of his mouth.

"You're so humorous. And, the face is thick."

"Thank you for the compliment. Sometimes people are cheeky and alive, which is also a kind of happiness. You are too emotional and too kind, so you will get such a severe depression. Bad people will never be depressed. This is a good person. Exclusive disease."

If ordinary depression patients hear this sentence, they must be very moved and will have a sense of identity.

But Ling Jingqiu is different from ordinary patients. He has seen countless times even the best psychiatrist. He has long heard these words and is indifferent.

Silently sighed, Ling Jingqiu's situation is similar to antibiotic resistance. I have seen too many psychologists and are too familiar with this set.

"Can I ask, who is the most famous psychologist you have seen? I think your home is in such a good condition, should I have seen an expert?" Qian Mo asked.

"Qi Yuxuan."

Silent, no wonder.

Isn't that Mr. Qian's father? !

The legendary world-class authority, the top three doctors among the psychiatrists, she got the level of others at her level.

"You should have heard his name, and you should know why I was desperate?" Ling Jingqiu was not surprised.

At first he did not believe that he had such a terrible illness.

He has money in his family, and he has money himself. He spares no expense to search for famous doctors all over the world, and he just wants to cure his illness.

The most powerful doctor I have ever seen is Qi Yuxuan.

But it is also useless, the medicine is taken on time every day.

"I take the medicine as required every day. When I took the medicine, it was okay, but the whole person was numb and had no interest in the future, but once I stopped the medicine..."

Since then, his world has no night and day, always sleepy, but unable to sleep.

The thought of dying wanted to haunt him all the time.

Unwilling to communicate with people, not willing to say anything, not willing to do anything, just thinking about relief every day.

"You know one day, I woke up awkwardly, I found myself standing on the top of the building, one foot has already stepped out, I will go down a little later, what kind of feeling is that fear?" Ling Jingqiu State calmly.

"Although I can't feel the same, but I guess, people like you who are in pursuit of perfection absolutely don't want to let them leave in a way that doesn't mention it."

The silent words made Ling Jingqiu nod.

Yes.

Being sick is not his expectation. He can't restrain the sickness, but he doesn't want to let himself leave in a way that he doesn't like. The soul of the artist is engraved with romance and innocence.

"So, you just thought of saying goodbye to everyone in this way. You have been away from high school for a long time. You have met many people in the society and experienced many things. But you have chosen a group of partners from the team as the last trip. Your people, you must have a deep affection for these brothers, right?"

Asked quietly.

Ling Jingqiu's mood finally fluctuated, and he quickly retorted.

"No! I have no feelings for them! It's just a young frenzy, but it's just like a dream, what feelings can I have with them? I found them, but just...I have no feelings, I let them watch With my death, I am selfish, and I let them have shadows for the rest of their lives, are you satisfied?"

For a patient with major depression who is plagued by illness ~www.readwn.com~ It is really not easy to say so much in one breath.

Few people can walk into the heart of depression patients, and it is difficult to imagine how uncomfortable they are.

Obviously alive, but unable to control his own thoughts, obviously a good person, but must be eroded by numbness all the time.

"I'm satisfied-I'm satisfied with a claw, Ling Jingqiu, you simply... didn't tell the truth!"

Qian Mo took out something from his pocket, Ling Jingqiu changed his face, and immediately touched his pocket.

There was nothing in his pocket. The letter was supposed to be in his pocket, but now it is in the silent hands.

Two letters on the envelope: the suicide note

"This suicide note is the last bit of thought you left to the world, and it is you... trying your last bit of life, trying to save your brothers with your own life."

Kind people are also kind until the last moment.

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