Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
So even if he had not witnessed Soul Fighter’s death eight years ago…
Eight years later, he had relived the moment.
And it had increased his feelings of guilt.
Although now he knew it was all an evil scheme, he had walked right into in.
He could not escape his own inner demons.
It was better in the day, when he could stop himself from thinking about all these things. But when night came, in his dreams, he would lose all control of his own emotions.
He was sleepless not because he could not get to sleep.
It was because he didn’t dare to fall asleep.
Because the moment he fell into a deep sleep, Soul Fighter would appear in his dreams.
At this thought, Shen Liangchuan hung his head.
After exercising, he returned to his room. At this point, Aunty Li walked in with another express delivery package.
He was now almost getting one of these every day.
Prior to this, the card would say: [Chuan Zi, how are you?]
He thought it would be the same today.
Hence, he went upstairs and walked into the study.
He tore open the package and found a card, but it was a different message today: [Soul Fighter had such a tragic death, can you really live with a clear conscience?]
His pupils shrank at once. Yet again, he tossed the card into the trash bin.
He sat in the room for a while, letting his own emotions settle before standing up again.
The insomnia he had been suffering for the last fortnight made him feel like his health wasn’t at its best.
He stepped into the bathroom and took a shower. Then, he walked at a slow pace towards the bedroom.
As he stepped in, he heard a barely audible sobbing.
He was taken aback for a moment.
Immediately, he drew open the curtains and walked over to the bed.
He lifted the blanket and saw that Qiao Lian was sobbing spasmodically, her eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing her messed-up hair and her reddened nose and eyes, he felt a wrenching pain in his heart.
Immediately, he covered her with his arms silently. He heard her say, “We’ll take you to a psychologist, is that ok?”
Is that ok?
Shen Liangchuan paused for a while and then said, “Ok.”
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They made an appointment with one of the most well-known psychologists in the country.
Qiao Lian accompanied him to the appointment, but waited outside.
Shen Liangchuan needed to trust the psychologist completely for the therapy to work.
Qiao Lian didn’t know the things that were going on in his mind, and neither did he want her to know.
She waited outside the psychologist’s office for a long time.
About two hours later, the door to the room finally swung open.
Shen Liangchuan walked out, pale. Qiao Lian looked at the psychologist and asked, “Doctor, how is he?”
The psychologist smiled and said, “Just matters of the heart, it’s nothing too serious, certainly not as serious as you thought. As for the sleeping pills, it’s ok to take a small amount, but don’t be reliant on them. The other thing, of course, is to relax. My suggestion is that you go on a holiday! Let go completely and leave Beijing.”
Qiao Lian took his every word seriously and nodded.
On the way home with Shen Liangchuan, she thought about where to go for a holiday.
Shen Liangchuan was a celebrity and it wouldn’t be convenient to travel overseas. But within China, there were huge crowds everywhere and it was impossible to get away completely.
When they got home, they saw Xia Yehua looking worried and restless.
Puzzled, Qiao Lian asked, “Mom, what’s wrong?”
Xia Yehua replied, “Zihao and Nuannuan are returning to her parents’ home in Hainan today. I’m just a little worried.”
Hainan.
Qiao Lian’s eyes suddenly lit up. “What’s there to worry about? We’ll go with you. We’ll all take a family holiday!”
It was a good time for a change of environment. There would be things to do and that would distract everyone for now.