translated_Chapter 72

72: Depression

Besides a few people who understood, no one knew of Jing Yueming’s existence.

Like the extramarital affair scandals of those wealthy businessmen, he was being concealed.

Qiu Shi absolutely couldn’t let people know that she was using the money in her hands to have a relationship with a young man.

Everything except putting Jing Yueming in the sunlight, Qiu Shi gave.

Once she became the head of CW again, she would have everything she should have.

Metallic thallium shimmered with a cold light in the laboratory lights.

A small piece of thallium was being broken down and catalyzed.

A thallium compound was hidden in the burnt umber.

If Qiu Shi was telling the truth.

Then this paint was exactly the same as the one in her paint box.

Little Jing, ah, little Jing.

We even picked the same gifts.

Qiu Ci chuckled.

What a coincidence.

Qin Yishan had clearly been having bad luck lately.

The several phone calls he had made to Qiu Ci were all asking Qiu Ci to find a way.

Qiu Ci waited for the final judgment with a “lying flat” attitude.

Piano had not been feeling well recently and had to go to the pet hospital for a check-up.

Qiu Ci simply took half a month off to take care of Piano.

Qin Yishan was so angry when he found out that he wanted to curse.

He probably regretted cooperating with Qiu Ci.

“Slow down, Piano.” Qiu Ci called out to the Border Collie who was running around with only a leash, “Don’t rush, don’t rush.”

Walking the dog every day, driving around.

Inspecting the apartment buildings under his name.

Qiu Ci bought Jing Yueming’s apartment.

The doorman never dared to stop him again.

Autumn and winter seasons alternated.

The north was experiencing a flu outbreak.

Even Piano was sick.

He was getting an IV drip at the pet hospital.

This was the first time Qiu Ci had come to accompany a patient.

It was accompanying a dog.

Bored, he scrolled through his phone.

A message was sent to him from someone saved as Doctor Wang.

“Miss Ai La is here for a check-up.”

“Couldn’t hide it.”

Qiu Ci was a little flustered, but quickly recovered.

It was good that it was discovered, good that it was discovered.

“Miss Ai La seems to be in a bad mental state.”

Qiu Ci replied, “Got it.”

He was too impulsive that day.

He went directly to the studio and swapped Qiu Shi’s paints.

If she used them…

Qiu Ci’s shoulders trembled slightly in fear.

It’s okay, it’s okay.

It will pass.

He had tried the methods he could to help these people.

Since everything started because of Qiu Shi.

Then she…

Well, since it was discovered, Qiu Shi wouldn’t use it again, it’s okay.

Qiu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had helped Qin Yishan and Tsukimi Rin.

It just wasn’t successful, but he could still face his conscience.

He was happy too soon.

Qiu Shi gave up at the last moment of getting back her inheritance.

This winter, Qiu Ci inexplicably felt an unspeakable sadness.

It was a strange feeling.

Qiu Ci had been resting for a long time.

Piano had kidney failure and kept going back and forth to the hospital.

Most of the time he was the one accompanying him, and occasionally when he had something to do, he had to call Su Yuyang over.

The two of them were running around in a frenzy over a dog.

He learned that Qiu Shi had taken a psychological test in her latest physical examination.

Moderate depression.

The diagnosis was clearly laid out in front of him.

It made Qiu Ci feel even more heartbroken than the one far away in Japan.

He was also frightened for a time.

He didn’t dare to contact Qiu Shi for several months.

It was New Year again.

Qiu Ci tentatively sent a message to Qiu Shi, asking if she could come back for the New Year.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Shi agreed.

He hired a cleaning lady to clean up the house where the two of them had lived a dozen years ago.

Since Qiu Ci went to France, no one had lived here again.

The originally upscale neighborhood had also become dilapidated.

Qiu Shi was watching TV in the living room.

Qiu Ci was washing and preparing vegetables in the kitchen.

After Qiu Shi was diagnosed, Qiu Ci read a lot of books on caring for depressed patients, and various psychology books.

He was also very curious about what had stimulated Qiu Shi during this time.

Could it be that she had contacted Tsukimi Rin?

Or was there a problem with her relationship with Jing Yueming?

But in these relationships, Qiu Shi was always the dominant one.

Qiu Ci hadn’t killed Qiu Shi yet, and Qiu Shi had collapsed on her own.

Qiu Ci brought the cooked dumplings to the table: “Sister, eat.”

In addition to dumplings, a must-have dish for New Year’s Eve, Qiu Ci also cooked a sweet and sour fish, and a few side dishes.

Homemade Chinese dishes.

Were what Qiu Ci ate the least.

He mostly ate fast food when he was alone.

He ate the worst in the years he was in France.

Qiu Shi wasn’t as arrogant as before, and was careful at the dinner table.

Watching Qiu Ci picking up food for her.

Qiu Ci frowned and pointed to the sweet and sour fish: “Eat it.”

Qiu Shi didn’t move, and only picked up a piece after Qiu Ci cut the fish open with chopsticks.

The snow-white fish meat dipped in sweet and sour sauce entered her mouth and was touched by her tongue.

Qiu Shi’s eyes suddenly lit up.

As expected, my sister likes sweet flavors.

In fact, she should also like to eat candy.

But the candies that the teacher gave out at the orphanage, she saved for her younger brother.

That arrogant and proud little girl held a few cheap and precious candies and shouted: “You guys eat it yourselves, I’m going to save it for my younger brother. Not a friend, a real brother. One that looks just like me.”

The only two children in the orphanage who had relatives.

After ten years, the brother and sister finally reunited.

But they were still living a mediocre life.

The New Year passed hastily.

Qiu Ci was still sighing that Qiu Shi, who was quiet and didn’t cause trouble, was also good.

Until he was cleaning Qiu Shi’s room and saw that cracked screen phone.

The phone had no password.

Qiu Ci opened it and took a look.

It was still densely packed with dialing records.

She was still persisting.

Every day, every day.

Why didn’t Tsukimi Rin change her phone number?

Actually, it didn’t matter.

Even if she changed her phone number, Qiu Shi could still find her.

Qiu Ci was more inclined to think that Qiu Shi was being influenced by Tsukimi Rin.

After thinking for a moment.

He put the phone away.

Su Yuyang called in a hurry.

“Brother Qiu, I have something to tell you.”

Qiu Ci faintly heard sobbing sounds from the other side.

“Don’t cry after you hear this.” Su Yuyang himself started crying first: “Piano suddenly had a disease this morning… passed away… Waa…”

Su Yuyang couldn’t control his emotions any longer and burst into tears.

Qiu Ci quietly waited for him to finish crying.

The crying gradually stopped after five or six minutes: “Brother Qiu…”

“I’m here.”

“Are you sad? I’m so sad.”

“Why?” Qiu Ci asked calmly.

“Piano is dead, he was so lively, but he didn’t even live to be seven years old.”

Qiu Ci waited for him to finish confiding before opening his mouth: “The mortality rate for humans and dogs is one hundred percent.”

“Why are you still making cold jokes at a time like this.”

“Actually, Piano was in so much pain from being sick, death is also a relief.”

Su Yuyang couldn’t understand at all: “How are you colder than your jokes.”

“This isn’t cold-blooded and ruthless.”

“You’re lying, I can’t feel your sadness at all.”

“Sadness doesn’t necessarily have to be expressed.”

“That’s because you’re not sad enough.”

Qiu Ci didn’t want to argue with him: “Where are you? The pet hospital? I’ll go over now.”

Su Yuyang gave an “hmm” sound.

After Qiu Ci hung up the phone, he simply packed up his things and set off.

At the pet hospital.

Piano was lying quietly on a small bed.

Su Yuyang was wiping away tears on the side.