I have nothing but IQ [infinity]

From this moment on, fate began to take the right track, and he could no longer do anything that was inconsistent with the past.

Qin Lige sat quietly on the sofa, watching the clock on the wall past eleven o'clock, when the phone rang suddenly.

Qin's mother ran out of the kitchen, wiped her hand on the apron, and quickly answered the phone: "Hello?"

There seemed to be a few words on the other end of the phone, Qin Lige watched her face turn pale little by little, and finally dropped the microphone in his hand weakly, and ran desperately to the door.

Qin Lige got up, followed her footsteps and ran all the way to the door, got into the car and rushed to the hospital.

Qin's mother didn't say a word, she lowered her head and clutched the apron tightly, her eyes were blank, Qin Lige slowly opened her lips and asked her——

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Qin's mother turned her head blankly, looked at her child who was still in elementary school, and suddenly cried.

She stretched out her arms to hug Qin Lige, and kept repeating: "I'm sorry, Xiao Li, I'm sorry..."

Qin Lige was hugged tightly by her, his back hurt, he turned his back to her, and said silently: "It's okay."

It's okay, I know you don't want to.

I know you suffer more than me.

I also know that you have only one expectation of me——

Qin's mother wiped her tears and forced a smile: "Xiao Li, you will be a gentle and kind person in the future, promise me, okay?"

Qin Lige closed his eyes, and said in his heart: "Okay."

When the car drove into the hospital, Qin's mother opened the door and rushed out quickly.

A man in a black suit stood at the door of the hospital with a sad face: "Mrs. Qin, I'm sorry, Mr. Qin..."

"Don't tell me you're sorry!" Mother Qin screamed suddenly, "Tell me, what happened to Ah Shen! Where is he!"

The man pursed his lips and lowered his eyes: "Madam, I'll take you there to find him."

The man led them down to the basement, where the temperature was extremely cold.

One of the freezers had already been opened, and several men in black stood beside them, bowing their heads silently. Qin's mother stopped at the door and looked back at the man tremblingly: "You, what did you bring me here? I am I'm going to find Ah Shen, you..."

The man lowered his head even lower, without saying a word.

Qin's mother stopped talking, and she held Qin Lige's hand tightly, so strong that it even made him feel pain.

She stared in the direction of the man in black, and finally walked over slowly step by step.

Every step felt like his heart was being torn apart, Qin Lige lowered his head, and followed her step by step, watching her trembling hands, slowly pulling away the white cloth covering the man's face.

With her movements, the familiar face gradually appeared.

In the morning, this person smiled and told him that he would buy his favorite candy back, and told him with a smile that he would definitely come back early today.

But now, he will never come back.

"Ahhh!" Mother Qin let go of her hand suddenly, and sat on the ground collapsed, "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Ah Shen...Ah Shen!"

Qin Lige knelt on the ground, and gently covered Father Qin's face with the white cloth again.

A tear slid down his cheek and fell silently to the ground.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." Mother Qin covered her head and her eyes widened, "How could Qin Shen die? This person must not be Qin Shen, he is still in the company, by the way, He's still in the company, he must be still in the company, I'm going to find him! I'm going to find him..."

"Mom!" Qin Lige grabbed her with one hand to stop her from running wildly, "Don't do this!"

"You're all lying to me!" Qin's mother swung him away, "You're all lying to me! Don't try to lie to me, I won't be fooled by you, Qin Shen is still fine, he promised him today Will come back soon, he never lied to me!"

"mom……"

Qin's mother couldn't hear him at all, she chanted a few words frantically, and suddenly fell backwards.

The man in black hurried forward to catch her body, and shouted at the others: "Go to the doctor quickly! Mrs. Qin has passed out!"

Qin's mother was rushed to the ward on the eleventh floor. Qin Lige sat on the chair, watching her frown tightly, choking up from time to time.

Time seemed to go by very fast at this moment, and he always felt that he hadn't looked at it for a long time, and Mother Qin's hand moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Qin Lige sighed, lay down beside Qin's mother's bed, and closed his eyes.

Qin's mother woke up with a start. She gasped and looked at the ceiling, and then at Qin Lige who was lying beside her bed.

Her eyes were blank, and after a long while, she said in a low voice: "...Ah Shen."

She gently stretched out her hand and caressed Qin Lige's cheek, but she still kept saying, "Ah Shen."

Qin Lige couldn't see her expression, only heard the rustling of clothes, she seemed to get out of bed and hugged him gently.

"...Xiao Li."

So at this time, did she hug him?

Qin Lige moved his eyelashes slightly, resisting the urge to turn his head, and only turned his head to look when the footsteps gradually approached the window.

Mother Qin turned her back to him, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window, and slowly opened her hands.

She looked at the sky, smiled slightly in the afterglow of dusk, and took a step forward.

boom!

Someone screamed violently from below: "Ahhhhhh!"

Qin Lige got up, just like in the past, walked to the window and looked down, Qin's mother was covered in blood, her face was facing up, and her wide eyes were just staring at him.

He closed his eyes, and the man in black rushed in at this moment, rushed to the window and took a deep breath.

The man who brought them in earlier shrank his pupils and shouted: "Quick! Take the young master out!"

A month later.

Qin Lige was sitting in the empty mansion, all the servants had left, a doctor in white robe opened the door and walked towards him.

Behind him was a middle-aged man with a long scar across his face. This man was Father Qin's younger brother, Qin Haoen.

The doctor sat beside him, pushed his cold glasses, and took out a document.

The doctor asked: "Mr. Qin, may I ask how your sleep has been recently?"

Qin Lige said with a wooden face, "...I haven't slept for a long time."

The doctor asked again: "Mr. Qin, do you often feel depressed in the past day?"

Qin Lige said: "...Yes. Uncle, is this the psychologist you found?"

Qin Haoen sat on the single sofa with his feet crossed, and didn't reply him a word.

The doctor asked him again: "Do you feel tired and lose motivation every day?"

Qin Lige: "Yes, I want to improve this situation, do you think I should..."

The doctor ignored him, and looked back at Qin Haoen: "Boss Qin, it's definitely bipolar disorder."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qin Haoen curled his lips and smiled: "Really, if you are sick, send it to a mental hospital."

Qin Lige was stunned, he stared blankly at Qin Haoen: "Uncle, what do you mean? I'm not sick, but I just can't accept it..."

"What nonsense are you talking to him?" Qin Haoen frowned impatiently, raised his hand and lit a cigarette, "Doctor, let's pronounce the sentence."

"...The patient has been suffering from bipolar disorder due to the long-term accumulation of pressure and the severe psychological trauma caused by the death of his parents. He needs to be sent to a mental hospital for treatment immediately." The doctor looked at Qin Lige with pity.

Qin Haoen beckoned, several men in black rushed in, Qin Lige got up in a panic, but was hit hard on the back of the neck, and lost consciousness.

Before he lost consciousness, he heard Qin Haoen say: "Why do you come again? Apply for a moratorium? When will my brother's inheritance be in my hands?"

Qin Lige opened his eyes.

There was darkness in front of him, and it didn't matter much whether he opened his eyes or not.

The limbs were tightly tied to the hospital bed, and the mouth was also tied with cloth strips, preventing any hope of suicide. Qin Lige turned his eyes slightly, and heard a few noises from the door.

"Is he as stubborn as today?"

"No, it's the first few days today, and it's amazing that he can hold on."

"What's the use of being powerful? After ten and a half months of tossing around, won't you go crazy sooner or later?"

"Okay, stop talking, time is up, go in quickly."

A familiar electric current ran through his body, Qin Lige bit the cloth strip in his mouth, his body was lifted heavily due to inertia, and fell back on the hospital bed.

A person walked to his bedside and whispered in his ear: "Qin Li, do you remember that day? Do you remember how Qin Shen was smashed to pieces?"

Qin Lige gritted his teeth, his gums bled, he struggled desperately, trying to cover his ears with his hands.

"And Mrs. Qin, that death was really tragic. She jumped from the eleventh floor. I heard that when the ambulance arrived, she had already fallen in a bad shape..."

do not talk!

Qin Lige closed his eyes tightly, and transparent tears slid out of his eyes crazily. The voice was accompanied by the pain of electric current all the time. He opened his eyes blankly, and slowly opened his mouth.

Someone nearby was shouting: "Stop! Take off his strip!"

"Here..." he muttered to himself, "Stop talking."

The pain and restraint on his body gradually disappeared, and he was helped out of the bed. Someone beside him complained softly: "Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier, it's a waste of time."

After all the property was in Qin Haoen's hands, it was finally over.

Qin Lige stood on the street, and someone beside him looked at his dirty face and clothes, and cast disgusting glances at him.

He sighed softly, avoided the crowd and went into the alley.

"Uh, uh..."

A few whimpers came from the corner, Qin Lige took the steamed buns he picked up and walked over slowly.

There was a little girl curled up in the alley, covered in dirt, blood oozing from her exposed skin, crying softly: "... hungry."

Qin Lige knelt on the ground and handed the steamed buns to the girl. The girl quickly took the steamed buns and started to eat while crying.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Qin Lige frowned, touched her forehead: "You have a fever."

The girl shook her head and retreated to the corner again. Qin Lige stared at her for a while, avoiding the wound on his body, gritted his teeth and carried her on his back.

The nearest hospital was about two hours away. He struggled to carry her on his back and braved the scorching sun. Before the sun went down, he finally walked to the entrance of the hospital in embarrassment.

A nurse took the little girl from his hands, and Qin Lige limped out, but his weak body couldn't bear the exhaustion for such a long time, his eyes darkened, and he fell forward to the ground.

After waking up again, someone stood by his bed, looking at his face in amazement.

Qin Lige looked up, and a man asked him with a smile: "Your name is Qin Li, right? It's a pity that this face doesn't make a star, why don't you debut?"

Qin Lige didn't say a word, the man took a few steps forward, looked down at his face, and said thoughtfully: "The stage name is Qin Lige, how about it?"

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