Chapter 766
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Song Qingchun's heart clenched with pain, but she continued reading.
"1996, October 3rd, sunny. I transferred to a new school. I've been out of the mental hospital for three days, but I feel like my world is still pitch-black. Everything around me is clearly in front of me, but I feel like it's very, very far away. "
"1996, October 5th, 3 am, moonless, starless. I woke up from another nightmare. The first thing I did when I jumped out of bed was to rush to the bathroom. There was no hot water in the dormitory, so I took a cold shower for a whole hour in the middle of the night. My roommates were asleep, so the room was quiet. I lay in bed, shivering from the cold, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. I feel so dirty. "
Dirty? Why would Su Zhinian feel dirty?
There were already three entries on the first page, but they gave Song Qingchun a lot of questions.
She flipped the page over and looked at the second page.
"1996, October 6th, cloudy, drizzling. I had another nightmare, and it was the same scenario at the sanatorium. It had been so long, but the feeling of the old lady's touch on my body was still vivid in my dream. I was disgusted, and I hid in the toilet to vomit for half an hour. Then, I had to take another hour-long cold shower. During the day, I felt like the classroom was filthy, and even my classmates were filthy. I started to have a fever in the afternoon. Today is Friday, and I returned home in the evening. My mother was working overtime, so I was home alone. I didn't call my mother for help like I did before. Instead, I grabbed some random medicine and fell asleep in bed. "
"The feeling of the old lady's touch on my body", Song Qingchun read this sentence several times before she finally understood what it meant.
Su Zhinian was bullied when he was young? No wonder she thought his obsession with cleanliness was scary. So, it was because of this …
The image of the beautiful Su Zhinian being bullied when he was young appeared before her eyes; the image of him lying unconscious on his bed when he was sick … Song Qingchun felt like her heart was being squeezed tightly by something. It was so painful that she had difficulty breathing.
She had no idea he had gone through such a dark experience when he was young.
"1996, October 8th, clear weather without wind. It's the weekend. I'm bored. I wear my headphones and take a stroll. There are so many people on the streets. It's noisy and lively. But I don't fit in with this world. At the entrance of Ming Jing Alley, I met a little girl. A man wearing a cap offered to buy her candy. She nodded dumbly and agreed. The man in the cap was a human trafficker. I didn't want to care about it, but when the girl brushed past me, she picked up my wallet. I simply didn't want to owe her a favor, so I told her that the uncle was a bad person. She blinked at me and didn't say anything. She looked so dumb that I thought she didn't understand what I was talking about. Just as I regretted talking too much and was about to leave, she said to the man, "I don't want you to leave. My brother says you're a bad guy."
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