Chapter Seven, Suffering Has a Hundred Flavors

In the lobby, Song Zhaixing was still questioning General Sun.

She shouted frantically, and the motion-sensor lights in the entire corridor suddenly turned on. It was then that she remembered she still had her phone and hurriedly dialed 120. However, just as she was anxiously reporting her address to the person on the other end, she was suddenly pushed hard from behind, causing her to lose her balance and roll down the stairs. Her body scraped against the edge of each step, and her forehead collided with the railing during the rapid tumble. With a dull thud, she finally lost consciousness at the junction of the corridor, her body sustaining multiple injuries. Her body scraped against the edge of each step, and her forehead collided with the railing during the rapid tumble. With a dull thud, she finally lost consciousness at the junction of the corridor, her body sustaining multiple injuries

Tears streamed from his eyes, sliding down his fair and delicate face, and he let them flow freely.

Kyoto University Hospital, 6:00 AM. The winter is silent, and the outside is still an endless darkness.

The old prince's eyes revealed panic, shaking his head vigorously, his body twisting like a worm, yet he was unable to utter a single sound

Song Zhaixing threw down her sweater and hurriedly ran outside. The wind howled as she rushed towards the apartment at her fastest speed, the biting cold air stinging her cheeks.

A quarter past three in the morning. The atmosphere in room 202 grew increasingly tense

Grandma Wang continued to remain silent, while Li Weixi took larger strides and spoke with greater urgency

The middle-aged man sleepily opened the inner door and looked at him through the security window. His face was covered in tears, and he did not dare to look up, but he heard the middle-aged man impatiently say: "I just chased one away, how come there's another? Yesterday, a crazy old man kept knocking on my door, making it impossible for my wife and me to sleep. Who are you? Get lost, get lost!"

Finally, there was a time when he managed to pursue a girl at school and brought her home for us to see. However, the old man secretly watched Xiao Bao's girlfriend take a bath, that scoundrel, that scoundrel! Xiao Bao died in the fire, he burned himself alive, how much pain must that have caused, a mother's heart would be shattered from the agony

Song Zhaixing was brought to the entrance by General Sun. For some reason, his short and stout figure appeared to exude a unique sense of loneliness under the night sky

Li Weixi tore off the sticky note and angrily said to the person inside: "He is my father!"

You, how did you know!

How do you know this

On the rust-covered security door, there is a blue sticky note. It bears two lines of text, written in my father's handwriting:

The bamboo sea outside the sanatorium undulates like waves, with the shadows of the branches swaying gracefully, exuding a sinister and eerie atmosphere in the darkness

And he, because of his father's strength, was bullied and scolded by classmates, looked down upon by teachers, and cursed by neighbors. At that time, he fiercely said to his father: "From now on, Gu Chen is completely dead."

Grandma Wang pressed her lips together, her voice dry, "Why mention the gatekeeper?"

She pulled him to a corner. The man's hands were bound behind his back, and he was still struggling desperately, resembling a fish that had been taken out of water, stiffening and on the verge of death.

She opened her mouth viciously and erupted, "Your father is in my hands, and those who know the truth must die!"

And this sentence precisely struck at the heart of Li Weixi, causing his previously steady heart to suddenly race wildly.

Everything was ready, and Grandma Wang arranged her hair before walking to the door to lock the room. She wanted to ensure that no one could enter the room while it was burning. However, just as she was about to insert the bolt, she heard a loud "bang" as Song Zhaixing crashed in with all his might. Caught off guard, she was knocked to the ground, and all her strength seemed to leave her in an instant

It was already past 2 a.m., and a strong wind suddenly rose, causing the bamboo forest to emit a mournful echo. Although Song Zhaixing understood that Li Weixi did not want him to get involved out of concern for his unnecessary worries, he still felt quite uncomfortable. He had been talking with Grandma Wang alone until now, and there had been no sign of anything, nor did he know what kind of medicine was hidden in the gourd.

General Sun's complexion was pale, "It's hard to say, I have been suspicious for a long time, so I wanted to go to the Bamboo Sea again, and it just so happened that I ran into you."

You are lying

It seems that it has been swallowed for a long time. Song Zhaixing quickly got up, disregarding everything, and ran out of 202, standing at the stairway and shouting loudly: "Help! Someone, please come! Is there anyone? Help! Help!"

It is broken

Song Zhaixing caught sight of Li Weixi lying inside, and she rushed to his side in three quick steps. Upon seeing the empty bottle of sleeping pills, tears streamed down her face once again. She shook Li Weixi from side to side, desperately calling out to him, lifted half of his body, and began to pry open his mouth, striking his back, yet she could not make him spit out the pills.

The bamboo was charred black because someone used a wool sweater as kindling, intending to burn down the entire bamboo grove. Pure wool, when burned, turns to ash that clumps together, easily crumbling to dust with a pinch of the fingers, carrying the scent of burnt hair. You need not shield the Wang couple; the police will eventually uncover what they have done. " She watched him warily, " but the longer you wait to speak, the greater the loss for the sanatorium will be. By then, it will not only be about the disappearance of Li Weixi's father; the Wang couple and everyone in the sanatorium will be unable to escape! "

Li Weixi stood up abruptly and approached her step by step, "Where is my father!"

In the room, Grandpa Wang on the wheelchair had already twisted himself to the point of exhaustion, his head hanging low as he sobbed softly

Song Zhaixing found it somewhat strange, "Has Old Gu returned to normal?"

Song Zhaixing put down the flashlight and looked at him with piercing eyes, "How did you know that the bamboo sea would catch fire? It is because you just saved from a fire last night, isn't it?"

Li Weixi opened the sleeping pills and responded to her: "You know I won't let you kill him."

General Sun at the gate lay beside Grandma Wang, weeping bitterly, repeatedly crying out, "You promised me, you wouldn't die, you would live well, you promised me!" His cries tore through the air, filled with such sorrow that it was unbearable to listen any longer

"Even if you do not kill the old and the immortal, I will take action. I will burn him alive, so what is the point of this?" Grandma Wang tugged at his clothing, as if arranging his final appearance, "If you are unwilling to become my tool, then just die well. But I tell you..."

Li Weixi: "This makes it even simpler. Last night, Uncle Sun was not on duty; he must have gone to the Bamboo Sea after midnight. Otherwise, the entire sanatorium would likely be engulfed in flames by now"

Are you certain that you did not participate in Grandma Wang's self-immolation plan

Grandma Wang stood at the door waiting for Li Weixi to come down. Her brows and eyes were all drooping, exuding a terrifying and sinister aura.

Grandma Wang walked up to Grandpa Wang, slowly lifted his head, and slapped his face with the back of her hand. Grandpa Wang's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at her. At that moment, she went up and slapped him again, followed by another slap. She exerted all her strength, delivering slap after slap to his face. The crisp sound of the slaps echoed in the room until Grandpa Wang's cheeks were swollen and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, at which point she withdrew her hand and coldly turned to look at Li Weixi

Li Weixi looked at her and asked, "Why kill him only now?"

What?

Grandma Wang coldly smiled and said, "As soon as I hear him speak, I start to feel nauseous, to the point of wanting to vomit. Later, when I could no longer hear him, I knew it was time to take action; such matters will eventually be discovered."

Indeed, if it weren't for him, that old fool would have been dead long ago. She raised her hand to brush her disheveled hair, speaking slowly, her gaze becoming distant. "My little treasure was particularly well-behaved and understanding when he was young. When that old fool went out to work, little treasure would stay at home with me. He often asked, 'Mom, are you hungry?' 'Mom, are you thirsty?' By the time he turned twenty, he had already become a handsome young man, yet his father was still dissatisfied with him, even doubting whether he was his biological son, that beast. Little treasure was afraid to date, afraid to talk to others, so I told him, 'You are an upright person; do not care about others' opinions, just do what you like.' By the time he turned twenty, he had already become a handsome young man, yet his father was still dissatisfied with him, even doubting whether he was his biological son, that beast. Little treasure was afraid to date, afraid to talk to others, so I told him, 'You are an upright person; do not care about others' opinions, just do what you like.' Finally, ah, finally...

The flashlight fell directly to the ground at his feet, and Song Zhaixing let out a startled cry

Although it is adjacent to the city center, most of the houses here are old. Li Weixi remembers that he was only ten years old when he left this place. His father sold the house at an extremely low price because countless people would curse and spit at his doorstep every day, which his father and mother could no longer endure.

The duty nurse, exhausted from a night of work, had just fallen asleep when a shadow passed right in front of her, yet she remained unaware.

Song Zhaixing thought for a moment and then asked, "The clothes that Grandma Wang didn't finish burning, are they with you?"

A cold wind blew in from the doorway, causing Song Zhaixing to shiver. At that moment, a spark ignited in her mind, and her eyes shone brightly.

I have already extinguished the fire, how could I possibly help her!

According to the testimony of the duty nurse, when she arrived, Grandma Wang was frantically stabbing Grandpa Wang with a sharpened chopstick, first piercing his throat and then creating countless blood holes in his body. Just as she was about to save him, Grandma Wang then used the sharpest end of the chopstick to slash her own neck, committing suicide on the spot

Li Weixi took a step back, and the wall behind him, covered with carvings of "ears," reminded him that he had no choice left

On the other side, Sun Ming responded anxiously, "Where have you been? You are not even at the hospital. In order to save you, Song Zhaixing has been in a coma until now!"

She lowered her voice, filled with a sense of anger

Grandma Wang gently and carefully leaned close to his ear, nurturing him with a motherly demeanor, "Are you tired from sleeping? Does your shoulder still hurt? Just be patient for a while, it will stop hurting soon."

What next

His fingers curled slightly, his whole body began to tremble, until tears surged forth, uncontrollable. He had not cried for over a decade, leaning against the security door, pressing his palms against those two lines of text, crying more and more fiercely, like a child at a loss.

As the sound faded, he quickly left, leaving the middle-aged man in a state of astonishment. After a while, the middle-aged man spat at him with a "pah".

She examined the unburned wool sweater back and forth several times, but found nothing unusual. Meanwhile, General Sun yawned repeatedly and was no longer willing to cooperate with Song Zhaixing

Song Zhaixing let out a sound of acknowledgment, saying, "I don't know what he has discovered, yet he won't tell me. In fact, I just want to help him."

Previously, General Sun mentioned that the last time he saw his father, he was with the Wang couple, and he indeed did not lie. However, Li Weixi overlooked the possibility that they could have conspired together. Now, upon her remark, he finds himself in a state of confusion.

The weary voice of the swallow came through, somewhat unclear against the sound of the wind

"Regarding my father's disappearance, why did you lie?"

General Sun's breathing was slightly labored, "He... he means for me to keep a close watch on Wang's wife, as something might happen."

He spoke decisively, saying, "No."

Although he spoke the truth, Song Zhaixing still felt that something was amiss. Lacking Li Weixi's keen sense of criminal investigation, she nonetheless sensed the taste of deception from General Sun's words and actions. This was a kind of intuition almost unique to women

Grandma Wang pushed Grandpa Wang in front of her. He had just woken up after being administered sleeping pills, and at the moment, his mouth was stuffed with cloth, his hands were bound behind him, and his entire body was tied to the wheelchair, rendering him completely immobile

So, you have been following Grandma Wang since she came out of the nursing hall

The alarm in the hall rang loudly, and the on-duty nurse along with other caregivers rushed in, creating a scene that was chaotic and out of control

Grandma Wang: "There are a total of 60 pieces, which I have saved for two years. Last night, when it was time to deal with the old man, I gave him two pieces, and today I fed him one piece. The remaining ones are also enough to kill someone."

Whether it is the desire to cover up or the pangs of regret, in his heart, it seems that his father had long since passed away. However, just now, as he looked at the words his father had left for him, he suddenly recalled his joyful childhood, thought of how his father had always loved him and his mother, and remembered the many hardships their family of three had endured over the years. He could no longer hold back. Time has worn away, and things have changed, yet in his aging father's heart, he remains the most beloved son. However, just now, as he looked at the words his father had left for him, he suddenly recalled his joyful childhood, thought of how his father had always loved him and his mother, and remembered the many hardships their family of three had endured over the years. He could no longer hold back. Time has worn away, and things have changed, yet in his aging father's heart, he remains the most beloved son

Song Zhaixing felt even more puzzled. It was a long time after Yan Zi hung up the phone that he regained his senses and muttered, "It shouldn't be like this."

Song Zhaixing cried out completely in the night, running at full speed towards the nursing hall with tears streaming down her face

Grandma Wang took out a matchbox from her pocket, a small box, very old, with the wrapping paper worn to a pale white. She slowly walked in front of Li Weixi, smiling in a way that was both tragic and pale.

Did you not see Old Gu again after dinner last night

In fact, very few people know Grandma Wang's name; they only know that her husband’s surname is Wang, and thus they have always called her that. When she was eighteen, she was dragged into an alley and assaulted by Grandpa Wang while she was out shopping. After giving birth to Xiao Bao, she continued to suffer under Grandpa Wang's torment. After Xiao Bao's death, she devised a plan to slowly torment him, crippling his legs, clouding his eyes, and feeding him chronic poison over a long period, which led to his kidney failure and required major surgery. However, that was still far from enough; this was revenge that cost her an entire lifetime.

Happy Birthday, Xiao Chen

So when you realize that you will never hear him speak again, you plan to kill him

General Sun returned the unfinished sweater to her. It was the only gift that Xiao Bao had given her before his death

Like his father, he stepped into the abyss upon discovering the truth. This is a transaction of life for a life, fundamentally unsolvable in this world

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the sound of police sirens echoed through the sanatorium. The biting wind blew, causing a painful ache in the bones.

Grandma Wang stood up and looked at the man who was still lying on the ground dragging his two crippled legs, calmly and composedly saying: "It is your turn."

Countless bloodstains on Grandfather Wang's body were understandably regarded as a manifestation of Grandmother Wang's resentment. In fact, there is a deeper meaning that the police would never come to know: the places with blood holes were where Grandfather Wang had stabbed his own son years ago. He had harbored serious doubts about whether his son was truly his own flesh and blood, and thus resorted to extremely perverse methods to trample and humiliate Xiaobao

General Sun knew he could no longer keep it a secret, sighed, and said, "Fires are prone to occur in winter, and I am uneasy. I will go check during the night."

I have never been alone she said slowly

His flamboyance and unruliness transformed into a sinister charm, manifesting on that originally refined and gentle face, causing Grandma Wang to feel a secret chill. Her hand remained gripping the armrest of the wheelchair, with veins protruding through the wrinkles and aged skin, both ugly and domineering

After being administered intravenous stimulants and undergoing a night of gastric lavage and turmoil, Li Weixi slowly awakened in his hospital bed

This became an insurmountable chasm between father and son, and he harbored hatred for his father for many years. Even while studying in the United States, he continued to have nightmares about his father. To this day, he cannot understand why, despite the media's extensive coverage and the fact that even his father did not refute the strong allegations of sexual assault that were already a foregone conclusion, he still dared to call himself "Yongbai".

She took out her phone and dialed Swallow's number. After a while, a drowsy voice came through, indicating that Swallow had already gone to sleep

Is there a connection between the case of the disappearance of Old Gu and Grandma Wang

Old Gu has known for a long time

When he arrived at Changqing Street, Xinghai Community, he was already drenched in sweat

Unfortunately, due to the appearance of Song Zhaixing, Grandma Wang did not have the time to burn him alive, nor did she allow him to experience the pain of Xiao Bao. After Grandma Wang's death, her eyes remained open, a pair that had long lost their luster, resembling hollowed-out sockets.

In room 202, Li Weixi's breathing grew increasingly faint. The remnants of his consciousness informed him that he was about to enter a deep sleep from which he would never awaken.

General Sun nodded slightly, although he did not say much to me, he certainly knows about the matter of Wang's wife wanting to kill her husband

Either kill this old wretch, or consume him yourself. Otherwise, just wait to see your father's corpse

Li Weixi looked at the once venomous and scornful Prince, now manipulated at her will, and a chill suddenly rose in her heart

You usually take care of Uncle Wang, so your sleeves must be worn out quite a bit. Looking at the arrangement of Room 216, you are not particularly someone who loves to dress up, and you have very few clothes, but today you specifically wore a clean sweater. Li Weixi calmly analyzed, "Either your previous sweaters have been washed away, or they have been used for something else. I asked Yanzi, and there are no clothes belonging to you in the laundry department today."

Li Weixi cried hysterically, as if he wanted to pour out all the grievances he had endured over the years. However, life had already changed beyond recognition. If it were not for his father's accident, he would not have traveled to the United States with his mother. On the day before their departure, he accompanied his father to the police station to change his name from Gu Botang to Gu Yongbai. When Yun Yuehua saw them off, his father said: "From now on, Gu Botang is dead; in this world, there is only Gu Yongbai." On the day before their departure, he accompanied his father to the police station to change his name from Gu Botang to Gu Yongbai. When Yun Yuehua saw them off, his father said: "From now on, Gu Botang is dead; in this world, there is only Gu Yongbai."

Ah!

He encouraged himself to sit up halfway, his sickly attire making his body appear even weaker. He removed the IV needle from his hand, got out of bed, shuffled in his slippers, and stumbled out the door wearing only a coat

Grandma Wang looked at him, her gaze carrying a hint of coldness. She continued, "Five minutes. If one of you does not die, then it will only be your father who must die."

General Sun absolutely did not assist Grandma Wang in kidnapping Li Weixi's father, not because of their deep relationship, nor because his father had learned the truth, but because General Sun went to the bamboo sea once again, driven by his fear that Grandma Wang would kill Grandpa Wang again

As the night fades away, the sun slowly rises from the east. The first light of dawn filters through the window in the corridor, illuminating Li Weixi and the piece of notepaper. Under the pale yellow glow, time seems to stand still, the scene frozen, with only the disheveled Li Weixi and a blue object gazing at each other.

What did Mr. Gu say to you last night

Grandma Wang, at the end, covered her face and began to cry, intermittently saying: "How could my little treasure... have such a shameless father? He feels so ashamed that he would rather die than face such a father, my little treasure"

Room 202, the lighting is as bright as day

Then use your life to exchange for your father's life

Li Weixi was taken aback, "Where is my father?"

What about that piece of clothing? Please find it for me to take a look.

Li Weixi's heart trembled; few people knew her father's true name. The fact that she could accurately say the two characters "Botang" indicated that her father had long been closely connected with her. His fingers trembled slightly, "What do you want?"

Dad will always love you

A tear glistened at the corner of his eye, crystal clear. Li Weixi knelt on the ground, clutching his stomach; the excruciating pain caused his brow to furrow, and his consciousness began to fade.

His heart raced once more, and Li Weixi was extremely astonished. The sky brightened, and he was only wearing thin clothing, shivering from the cold. The mist of tears in his eyes had not yet dissipated when hot tears followed closely behind, staining his long eyelashes, like beads of dew rolling off a new lotus leaf.

Just now, when I encountered General Sun in the bamboo sea, it was not merely a simple "inspection". Especially in the face of his gaze, which was mixed with various emotions. Fear, panic, surprise, and a fierce hatred, all of which she could sense.

He tilted his head back immediately after speaking, shoving a handful of sleeping pills into his mouth, even vomiting a few pieces due to the hasty action. He gulped down the water in the cup in one go, and his stomach began to spasm, causing him to retch again. Grandpa Wang in the wheelchair started to struggle once more, and this time, Grandma Wang loosened the ropes that bound him. Grandpa Wang gained his freedom, but out of fear of Grandma Wang, he twisted his body violently again, ultimately falling directly from the wheelchair and rolling on the ground.

How did Elder Gu remind you last night to stop Grandma Wang

The entire city of Hanzhou is still shrouded in the darkness of night, with only a few scattered individuals on the road. The sanitation workers are already emptying the various trash bins, their figures lonely under the streetlights

General Sun was slightly taken aback and reluctantly admitted, "If this matter is discovered by the courtyard, the Wang couple will end up in prison. I only kept it a secret out of pity for them."

Li Weixi lowered his head to look at the bottle of medicine in his hand, curling the corners of his lips with a hint of coldness and defiance

Do not stop her, only do not...

She looked up towards the direction of the nursing center, where only the lights in the lobby were still on, while the other rooms facing the bamboo sea were shrouded in darkness. She wondered how the two people in Room 202 were faring. Song Zhaixing sighed, just as she was about to leave, but then she noticed someone deep in the bamboo sea staring intently at her, their eyes gripping her like claws.

Act quickly

Li Weixi ran out of Building 16 in one breath and immediately called the police officer Sun Ming, his voice anxious and dry: "Check the surveillance near Changqing Street, my father is right here!"

The winter sky, shrouded in gloom, reveals not a glimmer of starlight. In the silent sanatorium, only the lights in the nursing hall and at the entrance remain illuminated

General Sun became hesitant, saying, "You, you little girl, why do you come up and sing a different tune right away"

The old prince continued to twist in his wheelchair, struggling to breathe due to the cloth stuffed in his mouth, his eye sockets filled with red veins

Grandma Wang slowly took out a bottle of sleeping pills from her pocket and handed it to Li Weixi

There was a slight moisture at the corner of her eye, and a drop of tear slid down, murky and unclean

In a single sentence, he stood before Grandma Wang, his tall figure completely overshadowing her. Grandma Wang trembled all over, her throat quivering rapidly under his pressure

Li Weixi took the medication, which was a full bottle's worth of dosage, feeling heavy in his hand

The threats from the criminal have not been infrequent, but this time it involves his own father, and Li Weixi is on the verge of collapsing under the pressure

Grandma Wang straightened her body and looked at Li Weixi again, saying coldly: "Your father knows too much, I have no choice but to kill him"

Grandma Wang lowered her head and did not respond to him

Li Weixi gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me the truth!"

Occasionally waking up, when I asked him again why he guessed that the king's wife was going to commit murder, he became confused once more

I even lent my phone to your father yesterday, yet he does not appreciate kindness

Is my father still alive

Grandma Wang cried for a while, wiped her tears, and said sorrowfully: "Ever since Xiao Bao died, I have long wanted to die, but he still blames me for Xiao Bao's death, saying that I should not have resisted him alongside Xiao Bao. The one who deserves to die the most is him! It would be too easy to kill him; he should not be allowed to die so easily, he must be tortured instead. Torturing him is not enough; he should experience the taste of suffering and die slowly."

Then I let her go, advising her not to do anything foolish again

Grandfather Wang signaled to Li Weixi to deal with the woman in front of them together, but Li Weixi already knew that if he walked out of this door, he would never see his father alive again

The sanatorium is this large; you cannot hide my father. Moreover, given your physical condition, it would be difficult for you to handle him. Do you think I would easily believe that my father is in your hands?

The swallow was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Indeed, I was asked to find a sweater, but I did not find it in Grandma Wang's room. It seems that his judgment was also mistaken."

Did he not tell you to go to sleep first? Do you already know?

Grandma Wang fixed her gaze on him, gradually breaking into a grim smile

The deceased are Grandma Wang and Grandpa Wang. The time of death was 3:48 AM

In the well-lit room, Song Zhaixing straightforwardly asked, "Why are you going to the Bamboo Sea?"

The phrase "It will be soon" that my father kept muttering was not about Grandma Wang's case at all; rather, in his rare moments of clarity, he remembered a birthday that even Li Weixi had long forgotten.

Swallow, I apologize, but I would like to ask if what Li Weixi asked you to find is a wool sweater

Song Zhaixing finally spoke to General Sun

The police have already been notified. Apartment 202 is surrounded by the police, and the crime scene is in complete disarray

Song Zhaixing held a flashlight, gazing at the charred bamboo stalk. The surroundings were pitch black, with only a faint glimmer of light illuminating a corner of the bamboo grove. She slowly crouched down, picking up the leaves she had scattered earlier in the evening, brushing off the ash. She pinched the blackened clumps between her fingers, bringing them closer to her nose to sniff, and murmured to herself: "Wool?"

Grandma Wang finally looked up to meet his gaze. Her hair was once again disheveled, and her cracked lips were devoid of color

General Sun's eyes suddenly brightened, and his expression grew increasingly serious

General Sun and Grandma Wang are prepared to face the world regarding their relationship. However, Grandma Wang's hatred for Grandpa Wang is as overwhelming as a flood; as long as she does not kill Grandpa Wang, she will never feel truly relieved.

Grandma Wang was still leaning against the door, her gaze constantly drifting over Li Weixi.

Your father has long known that I suffer from selective deafness, and it was he who instructed the gatekeeper to stop me.

General Sun was just planning to say nothing, but unexpectedly, Song Zhaixing immediately threw another "bomb" at him.

But this is no longer his own home, and it has even changed hands several times; now he knows nothing about the owner of this house

Li Weixi's hair was disheveled, yet her gaze was firmly fixed on her, "I am dead, you must release my father."

It was precisely by taking advantage of all this that Old Gu was able to successfully evade the cameras at the entrance and leave the sanatorium while General Sun was busy cleaning up the aftermath for Grandma Wang

After he swallowed those sleeping pills, Grandma Wang leaned close to him and whispered in his ear: She had never kidnapped his father

The bamboo sea is desolate, and large swathes of yellow leaves drift down with the wind

That sweater is with Uncle Sun at the gate, right

"Well then." It seemed somewhat difficult for him to support his own body as he slowly sat down on the stool. "Last night, there was indeed a near disaster with a fire. When I arrived, half of the sleeve of the wool sweater had already burned away. I hurriedly used my own clothes to extinguish it. At that time, Wang's wife intended to set herself and her husband on fire. Fortunately, Old Gu had informed me in advance during dinner, so I was able to stay vigilant; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Li Weixi is still in convulsions and is completely unable to speak

Has my father discovered the matter of you being together with Uncle Sun at the gate

Grandma Wang's breathing became somewhat labored, and even from such a distance, he could still feel it

Grandma Wang was looking down at her on the second floor, her face still bearing an expression of extreme anger due to the failure to complete the plan

Song Zhaixing stared blankly at the wool sweater, feeling that the clues had not all been woven into a single thread. General Sun stood up, opened the door, and urged Song Zhaixing to leave, "It’s getting late, miss. You should hurry and get some sleep. Perhaps Old Gu will show up tomorrow."

She whispered a sentence into his ear, becoming the poison that pierced the last nerve of Li Weixi, causing him to fall into a deathly silence amidst violent tremors, never to make another sound.

He nodded slightly and said, "When she set the sweater on fire, I promptly extinguished it; otherwise, how could it have been so coincidental"

Bertang is still alive

Li Weixi sat down again, his complexion becoming increasingly pale

I have never seen you visit your father, and I did not expect him to be so important to you.

It has been more than ten years since they last parted. He followed the distant memories, passing by one building after another, until he arrived in front of Building 16. He rested in place for half a day, and only after his breathing gradually steadied did he begin to climb the stairs. The lights in the corridor were off, but fortunately, the sky was dimming, in a state between light and darkness, which was enough for him to see the surroundings. He gradually ascended to the third floor, to the room on the left, which had accompanied him for a full 10 years.

He was so worried about his father that he completely failed to realize she was deceiving him. It was only when he was about to lose consciousness that he suddenly thought that his father was the one manipulating everything. His father used the matter concerning Grandma Wang to make Uncle Sun leave the front room, simply so he could sneak out. However, his father's memory had severely deteriorated; in his mind, the three of them were still living in this old house, and his son was not named Li Weixi, but Gu Chen.

The cold, dry air struck his face and filled his stomach, making Li Weixi feel even heavier. He held his stomach with one hand while grasping onto anything he could find along the road with the other, struggling to support himself as he continued to walk. What was originally a twenty-minute journey took him a full hour to complete.