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"Doctor, how is my child?" The woman is well-dressed and her makeup is delicate, but her aging and melancholy seem to be clamoring in every detail, which makes people sigh.

"Ma'am," the doctor with a serious face couldn't help softening his attitude, "You have to know that it is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of mental illness that can be passed down from generation to generation is a 'terminal mental illness', we have told you from the very beginning , can only try to alleviate it.”

"I understand, I just..." The woman choked up, and turned her head to stare deeply at her daughter sitting in the corner of the room.

The girl has a pale and delicate face, her eyes are focused on a certain void, she doesn't speak, she doesn't speak, like she is dreaming from a dream that cannot be woken up.

Her hands were clasped together, motionless, as if she was holding something tightly in her hands.

"Are you still there?"

"Here I am."

"I seem to remember it all, but the memory is still a bit confused. Can you explain to me."

"Okay. Where do you want to start listening?"

"You are a child of my Li family." Oh, so.

13-year-old Xinyue calmly looks at a man who looks five times like her.The man who claimed to be her biological father smiled, "I like how you look fearless, it's the same as when I was young." He paused, and then said, "I respect your choice, but living in a grass chicken coop Don’t leave Phoenix, come back and find your dear father as soon as you figure it out.”

The girl scoffed in her heart.

Hai Xing needs her, how can she leave.

"Xing Xinyue, why did you appear in my life?" The invisible blade of words ripped Xinyue alive like this.

It is not unaware of Hai Xing's jealousy and boredom.

Hint, threat, entreaty.After exhausting all methods, it seems that there is still no way to stop the mouths of those irrelevant people.

I want to be great, what's wrong with that.I am your thing.If I am not strong enough, how can I promise myself confidently: "You will be the one who protects her."

It was my fault, you don't need me anymore.

The one who can protect you is not me.

The one who should fade out of your life is me.

"What did you say?" Hai Xing, 16, opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"It's like this... Xinyue and her father are reunited..." The mother's eyes were full of reluctance and sadness, but more of relief and blessing. "Her father has only her as his relative, and he can provide Xinyue with a better future, Hai Xing, you should be happy for them."

... Blessing?

What are you kidding...

Xinyue, I hate you.

I hate that you only care about yourself getting more and more perfect.Can't see me chasing after me.

I hate you for abandoning our common surname to go to a bright future that will never have me.

My life has been tortured under your shadow, even if we rot together in the mud, you will never, never think about just walking away like this!

"Mom and Dad, when are we going to see grandparents?" Hai Xing asked innocently.

"They are all in the nursing home, far away, don't bother them." The girl sensitively caught a trace of guilt and panic from her father's impatient answer.

Going back to the bedroom, I quietly threw away the pills with the shell of the health care product.

Ah, it's not a nightmare after all.

When I was 13 years old, I witnessed the picture of my grandma who suffered from mental illness tortured and killed my grandpa.

The fact that people choose to forget because of human self-protection mechanism, under the suppression of drugs for many years, finally can no longer be concealed, and surfaced in the sea of ​​memory.

Her grandma suffers from mental illness, and she, who has a similar blood, will not be immune after all.

Either kill the one you love with your own hands, or let the one you love fall into the arms of others.This is what Hai Xing believes is an objective fact obtained through the experience of the previous two generations.

She chooses the former.

The man surnamed Li never thought that there would be such a hopeless day in the rest of his life.

For most of his life, he has experienced intrigue and bullets.The relatives died one by one, and after all, a daughter like him was left behind.

What he regrets the most is that he didn't protect her in the first place, but he thought about not letting her repeat the sad past that he had no right to choose, and giving her freedom.

When he arrived at the news, the murderer had already lost consciousness.As for his dying daughter, even though the blood foam in her mouth had choked her to the point where she could not speak, she still hugged the murderer who deserved to go to hell, repeating her mouth stubbornly over and over again: "Don't kill her."

This is why Xing Haixing not only failed to be sent by him to protect her immediately, but also escaped justice and survived until now.

He, Old Li, struggled for most of his life, the daughter he wanted to cherish the most, before he died, he kept saying, don't hurt that girl.