Sister Tao observed it privately for several days, and she felt that Lingxi's mental condition was indeed worrying.
Also, for Lingxi, Yan'er is her only spiritual pillar, Yan'er has such a thing, Lingxi's mental breakdown, in fact, it is a very normal thing, after all, it is Lingxi's daughter Since the divorce, Lingxi has been pulling her daughter alone, wanting to teach Yan'er to be a very kind and sensible child.
But God is not beautiful, Sister Tao sighed in her heart, this God really doesn't care about people, why did Lingxi encounter such a thing Why did Yan'er encounter such a thing?
Yan'er is still so young, so young, she hasn't done anything, how can she "Sister Tao, I'm not sick."
When Sister Tao made this request, Lingxi was the first to refuse, she and Sister Tao have worked together for so many years, and the two are also teachers and friends.
What Lingxi wants to do is so dangerous, she doesn't want this matter to affect Sister Tao, Sister Tao also has a family and children, she can't be so selfish, she can't let Sister Tao get involved in this matter, what she and Ye Zhiheng do, that's what they should do for Yan'er as parents, only Sister Tao, she can't drag her into the water.
"Lingxi, I didn't say you were sick, from Yan'er's accident to now, I know that you are bitter, if you have anything, you don't want to say it to me, you can say it to the psychiatrist, you don't know that you are abroad, and the psychiatrist is dedicated to chatting with people to relieve boredom, Lingxi, you just think so, there is someone to chat with you, you will be happy to listen, how about it" Lingxi didn't speak for a long time, she looked at Sister Tao's Yin Yin eyes with concern, and if she refused, there was no way to say it.
She nodded, "Okay, you go and arrange it, Sister Tao, I've worked hard for you this time."
Sister Tao said, "Between you and me, you still need to be so polite" Lingxi smiled and did not speak, and from that day on, Lingxi had to talk with the psychiatrist for an hour on Wednesdays and Sundays.
Probably because Lingxi's acting skills are exquisite, she always mentions to the psychiatrist that she is in a bad mood and when she doesn't sleep well, the psychiatrist will prescribe some drugs to help Lingxi sleep, but these medicines, Lingxi has never drunk herself, she keeps them all, she has other uses A month has passed, and Yan'er's death has been replaced by other new news.
The vigorous report at the beginning gradually came to an end, and people's forgetfulness was also great, and soon there were other news instead, gradually, no one will mention the name of Lingxi, and no one will remember that there is a little girl in the flower season, who left this world in no clear Yan'er's existence seems to have been forgotten.
Lingxi sometimes looked at the photos in the villa, and felt resentful in his heart.
Yes, she doesn't know if it weren't for the media that flocked to her, if it weren't for their overwhelming reports, those people, after taking the ransom, would have let Yan'er go.
She didn't know, she didn't know if the other party would do it But she knew better than anyone that it was her only hope.
If it weren't for so many TV, radio, and newspaper reports, Yan'er's kidnapping might have settled and wouldn't have caused much panic.
However, there is no if.
Yan'er died, she died so miserably.
The person who kidnapped Yan'er was arrested by the police.
What she has to do now is to let those accomplices taste the bitter fruits of their own brewing, and let each of them taste how anxious and anxious they will be when the whereabouts of the people she cares about the most are unknown "Look, Spirit" Ye Zhiheng took Lingxi to the basement, which was originally a video room, but at this time, the basement has become a data room.
"I looked at the news at the time, and I picked a few important people in particular."
Ye Zhiheng pointed to the photo on the wall in front of him.
"They are all original people, you begged them one by one at that time, but they didn't have a trace of pity for you and Yan'er, they may know very well in their hearts what kind of harm these reports will bring to you and Yan'er, but they still participated in such a silent murder for themselves, so, you see" The photos made Lingxi's fists tremble with resentment.
She really hated.
Hate these people.
"This is what you have done these days, going out early and returning late, have you worked hard?"
Lingxi's eyes were slightly red.
Ye Zhiheng smiled bitterly, "Lingxi, what kind of hard work do you tell me, Yan'er is also my child, I" "But I still thank you, Ah Heng, okay, the next thing, leave it to me, I'll do it, you go back, you still have a good future, such a thing is not suitable for you to do" After Lingxi finished speaking, Ye Zhiheng smashed his fist on the wall, his red eyes looked at Lingxi, "Lingxi, are you hating me?"
"I didn't" After Lingxi finished speaking, he held Ye Zhiheng's hand, "Ah Heng, maybe Yan'er will hope that you will live well, and don't worry about other things, there are two of us in everything, there must be one person, live well in this world, and there must be someone for Yan'er in the future."
Ye Zhiheng heard Lingxi's words, patted the back of Lingxi's hand, and then pulled Lingxi to sit on the leather two-seater sofa.
"I know what you're worried about, you're worried that you're going to die like me and you, you listen to my plan first" In the basement, there was silence, Ye Zhiheng's low and deep voice, like a good red wine, mellow and intoxicating, he began to slowly talk about his plans for these days, and his plans were very thorough.
"Lingxi, I know your original idea was to kill people one by one, but Lingxi, you are Yan'er's mother, Yan'er is in the spirit of the sky, and she will definitely not want you to kill" After Ye Zhiheng finished speaking, he glanced at Lingxi proudly.
"My plan is that the two of us can stay out of it, don't worry, we'll be fine."
Lingxi knew that Ye Zhiheng's plan was the best plan, but she was still unwilling, those scum didn't think about her feelings when they were chasing her frantically, why did she care so much about their feelings Isn't it just killing?
Isn't it just a life for a life?
She's not afraid Because, only by letting all those people care about die, they will know what the real pain is They know that in this world, there is a pain that cannot be described in any language. oshow7 t1706231537: