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Chapter 464: Just Pretend Bai Qiu Never Appeared Again

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    "Wanwan's photos range from childhood to adulthood, but Qiu Jing's photos have only increased in recent years. According to your love for children, it shouldn't be like this. Isn't it too contrary?" Shen Zhichu asked.

    After listening to Shen Zhichu's words in silence, Bai Mu smiled silently after a while: "Didn't you ever think that the photo might not be there because of some accident?"

    "I believe in my judgment. What's more, one may be an accident, but two or three piled together can still be called an accident?" Shen Zhichu's expression was serious.

    "What are you hiding on purpose? Let's take the scars on his body as an example. Wanwan said that the scars were removed because he entered the entertainment industry for filming. But I have seen all the photos and videos of Qiu Jing since his debut in recent years. I don't see him showing his upper body even once, so  Even if the scar is not removed, it will not affect anything, because he himself does not like to show his upper body in front of outsiders."

    "Then change the way of thinking, is it because you are afraid that he will remind him of something when he sees those scars, for example, he was treated in a foreign hospital for several years not because of a heart attack but a gunshot wound?"

    Sentence after sentence, Bai Mu couldn't react. She knew what Shen Zhichu knew, but she didn't expect her to know so comprehensively. Even Bai Qiujing had been treated abroad for a gunshot wound. Why did Shen Zhichu know so much?  ?

    "Why do you know so much"

    Those memories are the ones that Shen Zhichu doesn't want to go back the last time, but the things that he doesn't want to remember stay in the memory for a long time, like a wound in the bone, it hurts every time it rains.

    Shen Zhichu was tortured by this pain all the time, now that the wound was opened, the eye sockets were red from the pain.

    Her heart seemed to be twisted by a rope, and it hurt a lot when she took a breath. She looked out the window.

    "You may not believe what Aunt Li said, but Qiu Jing and I have known each other a long time ago." If you have to use a time to measure it, it should be the previous life.

    "He was shot in front of my eyes, and I thought he was dead." She didn't even know how she said it in such a calm voice.

    The chest was stained red with blood, the fallen figure, overwhelming despair, fingers connected to the heart, bloody and bloody, she was like a fish hooked ashore, unable to do anything and watched him being dragged away.

    That became her lifetime nightmare, an unforgettable past.

    Mother Bai's pupils trembled and her tone was excited: "You said that Qiu Jing was injured in front of your eyes? Then do you know who shot it?"

    "Lu Tingchuan."

    "It's him?" Bai Mu seemed to have remembered something, her mood became more and more unstable, and her voice rose as if out of control.

    "So Aunt Li, can you tell me specifically what happened afterwards? Why can't Qiu Jing remember the past?"

    "This is what I want to talk to you about tonight." Mother Bai told Shen Zhichu all the ins and outs of the incident, for example, when the child was replaced by a servant of the Li family, she then talked about Bai Qiujing's injury.

    "Qiu Jing suffered a brain injury when he was a child, and because he didn't receive timely treatment, he was foolish in the orphanage for more than ten years. He was shot and sent to the hospital. It was Lu Tingchuan who came to inform us and said that he helped us find our son."

    "How did he determine that Qiu Jing was the son you were looking for?" Shen Zhichu asked in confusion.

    "Maybe it's because Qiu Jing inherited your Uncle Bai, his heart is on the right side, and his age is suitable, maybe I asked someone to investigate, and then I was hit by mistake. At that time, I took the old man in my hand to thank Lu Tingchuan.  The shares of the Li family were given to him." Mother Bai explained, but when she thought that the person who hurt her son was actually Lu Tingchuan, she was filled with anger.  Shen Zhichu came back, and immediately met Bai Qiu.

    Now it can be explained clearly, why Bai Qiu was injured on the left chest but did not die.

    "Then why doesn't he remember anything about the past? Is it because you hypnotized him?"

    "right."

    "Why are you doing this?"

    Bai Mu said: "There is a reason for this. You don't know. Qiu Jing woke up after being in a coma for two years. After waking up, she became mentally disturbed, crying and clamoring indiscriminately, saying that someone was going to save someone, and that someone was waiting for him. At that time, his body  He didn¡¯t recover at all. The brain just recovered and couldn¡¯t stand the stimulation. The doctor suggested that we seek psychotherapy. We chose to use hypnosis. First, it was for the sake of his body.  It would be better for him to forget the pain."

    "How do you know that he wants to forget the past, which can be treated with psychotherapy, but you hypnotize him to forget it forever and forcefully add a memory that does not belong to him to his brain. In the final analysis, it is selfish!" Shen Zhichu's eyes were red.Can't afford a little disturbance.

    Bai Mu wanted to continue to say something, but seeing Shen Zhichu's bored expression, she couldn't say anything when she reached her mouth.

    It was Shen Zhichu who discovered her thoughts, "Don't worry, just pretend nothing happened tonight, I won't tell Qiu Jing, but Aunt Li, hypnosis can't be hypnotized for a lifetime, I don't want you to forcefully hypnotize him with drugs,  If I find out, I will tell him the truth at all costs, and if one day he remembers by himself, I don't want you to stop him."

    "I see, I have the same thoughts as you, and we all want to do Qiu Jing's best."

    Mother Bai let go and Shen Zhichu got up and walked out the door. After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back at her. She saw Shen Zhichu sitting on the edge of the bed with her head bowed, unable to see her face clearly, but the light shone on her, making her look completely  People are very lonely.

    Sitting on the camera balcony in the corridor, Bai Wanwan saw her mother coming out alone, so she hurried over and asked secretly, "Mom, what did you say? What should Sister Zhichu do now that she finds out?"

    "Tonight, act as if nothing happened, act as if you don't know."

    "Are you planning to hide it from brother?"

    "I've been hiding it for so many years, is it still a while away?" Mother Bai touched her daughter's head, she wished that Bai Qiujing would grow up beside her, so that she might not have to worry about it every day.

    If Bai Qiujing grew up beside her, then he might stick to her like Bai Wanwan, and he would tell her everything, so that he wouldn't secretly lock himself in the room and pull out his teeth whenever something happened.

    "Don't go in tonight." Bai Mu looked at the closed door behind her.

    "Huh? Then where do I sleep?"

    "There are so many rooms in the house that are not enough for you to sleep in? Let her be alone, and she probably doesn't want to see us now."

    Bai Wanwan murmured in her heart: That means I don't want to see you all, but that doesn't include me.

    Bai Wanwan raised a small group of rebels, but finally agreed and went to sleep in the guest room.

    However, Shen Zhichu couldn't sleep all night, the lights were turned off, leaving only a desk lamp, she flipped through all the photos of Bai Qiujing in recent years on the tablet.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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