"Of course, I know many people don't want the public to know about their mental illness, but that doesn't mean there are no traces of it.
"I've been investigating for so long, but I haven't found a single trace. This can only mean one thing, and that is, Song Cheng doesn't have depression. Song Cheng has never bought antidepressants, but he has been taking them for a long period of time. This means another problem, and that is, it's very likely that someone has been feeding him antidepressants when he's not paying attention."
"And the person who drugged Song Cheng is most likely the person who killed him, but I still don't know who that person is."
When Su Zhinian talked about Song Cheng's death, he kept his tone light. His voice was melodious, and it was soothing to Song Qingchun's ears.
When Song Qingchun heard the news, she was shocked, but behind the shock, she was touched and touched.
Although she and Song Cheng had always bickered when Song Cheng was alive, Song Cheng was still her closest relative.
Over the past few months, she had tried to investigate Song Cheng's death, but she didn't know where to start.
Su Zhinian had told her that he would help her investigate Song Cheng's death. At the time, she had been in a bad mood, and she had just cried. Even though she was touched by his words, she thought he was just comforting her when he didn't say anything.
However, she didn't expect that he would tell her that he had found a lead five months after she told him that.
So … for so long, even though Su Zhinian hasn't mentioned this to me, he has been helping me investigate the truth behind my back?
Although he had spoken in a light tone just now, and he had only used a few numbers to describe the process of the investigation, there were so many psychiatrists in the world. If he were to look for Song Cheng's diagnosis records one by one, it would be a huge project!
As the thought crossed her mind, the way Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian started to change.
Su Zhinian, who did not notice the change in Song Qingchun's expression, was afraid that Song Qingchun would panic, so when he finished, he comforted her gently. "But don't worry, I will try my best to find out who killed Song Cheng as soon as possible."
Song Qingchun's hands that were resting on her lap shook violently when she heard his comforting words. Her eyes that looked at him started to waver. "Why are you helping me?"
"Because I promised you."
Following Su Zhinian's words, the female singer on stage started to sing in a light tone, but even so, Song Qingchun could still hear Su Zhinian's words clearly.
Because I promised you, so I will do it.
There was a man who had never made a vow, but he treated every word he said as a vow.
Song Qingchun's eyes started to mist up, and the love that she didn't dare voice rushed up her throat.
"Love makes us dumber than single, and it makes us whole. Without asking, we fall deeper and deeper. If not for that kiss, that year would have been even colder."
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 The two of them were silent for about a minute. Then Su Zhinian raised his wrist to look at the time. It was almost 1 am, so he said, "It's getting late, let's go."
Then, Su Zhinian raised his hand to call the waiter for the bill.
"Wait," Song Qingchun suddenly called out to stop him.
Su Zhinian turned around to look at her face.
Song Qingchun did not try to avoid his gaze. She looked into his eyes quietly and said, "Su Zhinian, I have something to tell you."
Su Zhinian paused for a second before pulling back his hand from the waiter. He did not say anything but nodded slightly at Song Qingchun.
Song Qingchun had never been so nervous before. She gripped her fists tightly and took a deep breath before looking at Su Zhinian seriously and uttering slowly, "I'm telling you the truth."
Su Zhinian frowned like he didn't understand what she meant.
Song Qingchun took a deep breath and repeated what she had said a second ago. "What I said earlier, I'm looking for someone like you, is true.
"Faith has become some kind of special talent, fate is just a naive way of deceiving oneself, yearning always runs wild in the night, especially like his possessed eyes."
In the middle of the song, Song Qingchun didn't even catch her breath. She held her breath and continued, "To be precise, the person I'm looking for is not someone like you; the person I'm looking for is you."
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