Tears seeped out from between Gu Nianzhi's fingers and rolled down her slender fingers. They flowed over her wrist and onto her snow-white arm, dripping all the way to her elbow. Then, they gathered at the bottom of her elbow to form a shiny oval, like a teardrop pearl. They gently dripped down and rolled on the grass, splattering like jade.
He Zhichu stared at the direction of her tears for a long time before finally taking out a tissue to wipe her tears.
He continued, "… At that time, you didn't speak. My mother consulted a child psychologist and gave you a psychological test and an IQ test.
They found that your IQ was very high, but your senses selectively shut off to the outside world.
In other words, you only heard what you wanted to hear and saw what you wanted to see. The things you didn't want to hear or see were automatically filtered out.
Your IQ was very high, and your mental strength was also very strong. Your self-control far exceeded that of a child your age, but you refused to communicate with others.
They said that you might have been frightened when you were young, so you used an autistic tendency to protect yourself. Therefore, my mother listened to the psychologist's advice and talked to you nonstop every day so that you could come out of your shell and see the world.
As long as you were awake, she would talk in front of you, and she maintained a very steady pace. Her voice was also very gentle and pleasant.
Her efforts didn't go to waste. You finally reacted to her voice. As long as she spoke, your eyes would involuntarily follow her figure.
But as soon as she turned around, you would immediately lower your head and hide behind the curtains. "
He Zhichu remembered that day, when he came home from school, he stood by the door with half his body hidden in the shadows of the lamp. He silently watched his mother, Qin Suwen, tidy up Gu Nianzhi's room and fold clothes while talking to her.
"After the children's story is over, she tells you the cases she fought in the past as a story. From logical reasoning to evidence collection, from debating skills to reshaping one's worldview, she repeats them tirelessly over and over again. As long as you have the slightest reaction, she will be overjoyed. She will hug you and give you a big kiss."
"… My mother's voice was hoarse from talking. Her throat was inflamed, and her throat was very swollen and painful, but she still refused to give up for a day.
"Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. My mother couldn't take it anymore and fainted in your room one day."
"At that time, there were only the two of you in the room. You walked out of the room alone, came to the door of my father's study, and told the guard at the door that Susu was sick."
Gu Nianzhi, "…"
"… Susu? I called your mother Susu? "Gu Nianzhi was very surprised.
"Yes." He Zhichu nodded. "My father calls my mother 'Susu.' You've heard him talk about it so much that you think my mother's name is Susu."
"That was the first time you spoke. My father heard it from the communicator in the study. He opened the door and saw you holding your doll. You looked up at him and said very clearly, 'Susu is sick.' "
"My father understood and immediately came to your room. He saw my mother fainted on the floor."
"He called our family doctor and a specialist from the Military General Hospital to examine my mother. They discovered that she was only overtired and had a high fever caused by an inflamed throat."
He Zhichu remembered that day at school when he heard that his mother had fainted. He immediately rushed back from school, but at the door of his parents' suite, he saw doctors in white coats going in and out anxiously. Little Gu Nianzhi hugged her little doll alone and squatted by the door. She lowered her head and stared at the patterns on the carpet in a daze.
No one paid attention to her, and no one said a word to her.
The 16-year-old He Zhichu felt an inexplicable pain and bitterness in that moment.
He walked over without hesitation and bent down to pick up the six-year-old Gu Nianzhi. "I'll take you inside."
Gu Nianzhi looked up and stared at him. She said, "Susu is sick."
This was the first time she had spoken to He Zhichu. He Zhichu immediately understood who she was talking about and nodded. "Yes, Susu is sick. Let's go see her, okay?"
Gu Nianzhi looked at him suspiciously for a while. She seemed to be trying to determine if his words were malicious or kind.
In the six years of her young life, she had encountered too many "people" who used coaxing tones to conduct cruel experiments on her.
She had shut herself away to protect herself.
He Zhichu looked at her quietly with undisguised heartache and pity in his eyes.
Gu Nianzhi's small body slowly softened. She leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "Let's go see Susu."
"I took you to my mother's room to see her. You saw her lying motionless on the bed with a needle in the back of her hand and an IV bottle next to the bed. You immediately screamed and desperately reached over to remove the IV bottle and the needle from my mother's back."
"The doctors in the room were shocked …" He Zhichu paused. He didn't say that his father had immediately yelled at him to carry Gu Nianzhi away. He continued, "I was also shocked and quickly carried you away. However, you were so angry that you slapped me."
Gu Nianzhi was speechless.
She said blankly, "I was too young and didn't know anything …"
She didn't remember anything at all, but she was familiar with what He Zhichu said. She listened to him with great interest.
He Zhichu rubbed her head. "You hated needles and were afraid of injections when you were young."
Gu Nianzhi touched her arm and said sheepishly, "I'm afraid now too."
He Zhichu smiled. His shimmering, sultry eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. He looked away and looked up at the sky.
The moonlight was separated by sparse shadows of tree branches. It looked like an ancient window.
"… My mother was sick. You went to see her every day, stayed by her bed, covered her with the blanket, brought her water, and even woke her up to take her medicine on time."
"My father was angry and amused when he heard you call my mother Susu. He asked you to call her Auntie, but you refused and stubbornly called her Susu."
"My mother protected you. She said that you could call her whatever you wanted. What did it matter? It was just a form of address. "
"My father joked that this would spoil you."
"My mother said that if you took the initiative to take care of her when she was sick, no matter how much you spoiled a child like her, you wouldn't spoil her."
Gu Nianzhi pressed her hand to her chest to suppress her pounding heart. She muttered, "… Mother really said that?"
He Zhichu nodded slightly and whispered, "Everything related to you is still fresh in my memory."
Because in the years when he had lost her, he had brought out these memories over and over again, and they had supported him throughout his decadent period.
Gu Nianzhi was extremely touched. She gently held He Zhichu's hand and said with admiration, "Young Master He, no, brother, isn't our mother the best mother in the world?"
He Zhichu smiled. "In our hearts, she is indeed the best mother in the world. Everyone's mother is different and irreplaceable. I feel very lucky to have the same mother as you. "
It seemed that he really didn't mind.
Gu Nianzhi nodded. "Then, please let me do one last thing for my mother. I want justice for her. "
He Zhichu looked at her silently. After a long time, he closed his eyes. "Okay, do whatever you want to do. Don't worry about my father. He's not an unreasonable person. All these years, he only wants to find out the truth about what happened back then and give my mother an explanation. "
Gu Nianzhi composed herself and turned her head away. She looked at the lawn not far away and said in a low voice, "I remember you saying that I came to your house when I was six years old. For the first six months, it was your mother … who personally brought me up. "
He Zhichu grunted. "Six months later, you started to speak, but you only talked to my mother and me. You ignored everyone else."
"Two years later, you were almost recovered, but that year …" He Zhichu paused and tried his best to hold back the sobs in his throat. "Your father suddenly came to my house and wanted to see her. The two of them had a secret conversation in the study for more than an hour. "
"After your father left … my mother was found dead in the study." He Zhichu lowered his head, as if his shoulders couldn't bear the burden. "Her heart wasn't very good to begin with. She couldn't be stimulated, nor could she be too tired."
Gu Nianzhi understood what He Zhichu was implying. Her father must have said or done something to stimulate Qin Suwen, which caused her sudden death.
Gu Nianzhi's eyes dimmed. She didn't want to talk about Lu Jin. She thought for a moment and asked quietly, "Why was Mother's heart not very good? What caused it? "
"… The doctor said it was congenital."
"So it's hereditary?" Gu Nianzhi was deep in thought. "Then we have to check if there's a hereditary history in my grandfather and grandmother's family."
He Zhichu: "…"
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This is today's first update: Chapter 1856, "You Can't Spoil Her No Matter How Much You Spoil Her".
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