Wang Chuanhu called the police. After investigation, the police found that at 8 o'clock last night, Xiaojia pushed a suitcase out. An hour later, they checked through the railway system and found that she had indeed boarded a northbound train.
"Maybe she really just wants to relax." Chen Mingsheng murmured.
Lu Yuling didn't want to care about people who had nothing to do with him, but Jiang Nian was really concerned about this matter.
But she couldn't tell what was wrong now. The police had contacted the police at the destination of Xiaojia's high-speed train and said they wanted to ensure the mental state and personal safety of the person involved.
Now all they can do is wait.
This faintly anxious mood lasted until 8 o'clock in the evening. The local police discovered that Huang Jiamin had swallowed a large amount of sleeping pills in a hotel. Fortunately, Wang Chuanhu called the police and informed the police that the missing person had depression. Found her.
After some troubles, Xiaojia was rescued, but she was very depressed. Wang Chuanhu went to the north and brought Xiaojia back with the help of the local police.
Jiang Nian's confinement period was almost over. She went to the hospital to see her grown-up child, and followed Lu Yiling back to Su City.
"Why do you have to worry about a stranger who has nothing to do with you?" It takes 5 hours to drive from Zhejiang City to Suzhou City. Lu Yuling drove by himself and Jiang Nian sat in the passenger seat.
He didn't quite understand why Jiang Nianfei made the trip to Su City. Xiaojia had been diagnosed with worsening depression and was apparently committing suicide. She paid for a psychiatrist to guide her. Ordinary people would have done their best to take this step. She just had to make a trip.
Even though he had just given birth, he still insisted on making this trip.
"I'm just worried." Jiang Nian looked at the speeding scenery outside the window, "It's okay if you don't follow me."
"I'm going home on the way." Lu Yiling said duplicity: "I don't like to meddle in other people's business like you do."
Jiang Nian glared at him and didn't reply.
Zhao Yashu stayed in Zhejiang City, guarding her eldest grandson. Lu Chengfeng was on a business trip and only the servants were at home. Jiang Nian and Lu Yuling arrived for a while. After having lunch at home, they drove to Xiaojia's accommodation.
Jiang Nian met Wang Chuanhu downstairs. As his name suggests, he was quite strong.
Lu Yiling and he were old acquaintances, and the two nodded slightly without saying much.
Wang Chuanhu looked at Jiang Nian, whom he met for the first time, and joked: "Mr. Jiang is much prettier in person than on the variety show!"
"Just call me Nian Nian. You can also watch this variety show." Jiang Nian felt a little guilty after being praised and touched his nose out of habit.
Lu Yuling glanced at Jiang Nian, who was smiling like a flower, thinking that her smile was really worthless, and she would take it seriously when someone said a few polite words.
She obviously looks good everywhere.
But this Wang Chuanhu, do you think he is just a decoration?
"I've seen it before." Wang Chuanhu replied: "I just sent the psychiatrist out. You are here to see Jiamin, right. Come up with me. This corridor is a bit narrow, so be careful."
Jiang Nian was a little surprised why Wang Chuanhu was so interested in Xiao Jia just because of Chen Mingsheng's few words. Is it because he was repenting of the irreparable harm he had caused to Xiao Jia when he was studying?
This community is obviously an old community, with only six floors and no elevator.
Wang Chuanhu walked in front, Jiang Nian followed, and Lu Yuling walked at the back, whispering to Jiang Nian to be careful.
Wang Chuanhu glanced back at the two of them without any trace, without saying anything.
Xiaojia lives in a large place. According to Wang Chuanhu's introduction, this is her grandparents' house.
"Where are her parents?" Lu Yiling asked.
"Her parents divorced when she was very young, and they had their own families. When her grandparents were around, her dad would send some money regularly. When she was in college, her grandparents passed away one after another, and her dad came back to deal with it. After giving her 50,000 yuan, she never appeared again." Wang Chuanhu frowned, and when he recounted Xiaojia's unfortunate past, he seemed to feel the same way.
He felt sorry for Xiaojia.
Jiang Nian sighed, "It's really not easy."
"Yes." Wang Chuanhu nodded, took them and knocked on Xiaojia's door. The wooden door painted with white paint was old, and the white paint had oxidized to beige, but the whole house was still tidy. It seemed that the owner was very cherish.
Xiaojia did not respond to the knock on the door outside the house. Wang Chuanhu opened the door, and the three of them saw Xiaojia sitting on a small bed covered with a beige flower quilt.
Xiao Jia wore an off-white floral long-sleeved nightgown. Her hair was past her shoulders, her face was pale, and she was so thin that she almost lost her appearance. She stared at the paper crane being folded in her hand with a distracted look.
She moved very quickly, one piece per minute. Colorful square pieces of paper were quickly folded in her hands, and each paper crane was thrown into a huge glass jar by her bedside.
The thousand origami cranes have already filled 2/3 of the bottles.
Like snow in winter, piled up in patches.
It's like rumors, one sentence after another, trying to bend people.
"Xiaojia." Jiang Nian spoke softly. Xiaojia heard the noise, paused her hands, and focused her eyes. She slowly raised her head, with some yellow hair hanging down by her ears, giving her a broken beauty.
Her eyes passed over Jiang Nian, whom she had never met before, and instead drifted to Lu Yiling's face. She turned her head slightly, as if she was recalling this person.
Lu Yiling was extremely uncomfortable being stared at by these eyes. He frowned and looked at her in confusion, but she panicked and hid, with a faint smile on her face. She looked at Jiang Nian, pretending to be happy and said: "You It must be Jiang Nian, I finally met the real person."
"Yeah." Jiang Nian responded, feeling a little more melancholy in her heart. Her condition was worse than she imagined.
Fortunately, she was still willing to talk.
There was a dark scar in the middle of Xiao Jia's neck. When Jiang Nian's eyes touched her neck, she nervously covered her neck with her hands.
"Isn't it ugly?" She lowered her head, trying to bury the girl in her heart deeper.
"No." Jiang Nian shook his head, walked towards Xiaojia, grabbed her other hand, and when they held each other, she realized the coldness of her hand, "It's all over, Xiaojia, we must live bravely."
Xiao Jia's body was startled, and she slowly raised her head. Her round eyes were filled with easily broken emotions. She pursed her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I used to think so too. I think I can live bravely." , I found out later that it was difficult, very, very difficult.”
She tightened Jiang Nian's hand, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, like a piece of white canvas dripping with paint, smearing the thick emotions bit by bit.
"Why am I the victim? Why do I have to be criticized by everyone? Is it my fault? Do I deserve to be like this?"
Xiaojia's shoulders were shaking, and overwhelming emotions surged up all at once.
She lived a miserable life. She encouraged herself with motivational words every day, thinking she could deceive herself, but who knew she was just deceiving herself.
