But they keep arguing until they leave.

Neither He Yu nor Xie Qingcheng paid any further attention to each other throughout the investigation.

After the investigation, Xie Qingcheng took Xie Xue home by taxi. Xie Xue wanted to wait for He Yu, but Xie Qingcheng did not allow him to do so, and without saying a word, he pressed down on Xie Xue's head and shoved her into the cab.

He Yu is so quiet back hand leaning on the pillar looking, also do not say anything, also do not force, like a know they are abandoned but can not follow the dog, make Xie Xue heart very uncomfortable.

"He Yu ...... brother, we should not wait for him ......"

"Get in."

"But ......"

"Get in there!"

Xie Xue : "...... that He Yu, you go home and tell me oh."

Xie Qingcheng : "Finished yet? Let's go."

Xie Xue wanted to say something else, but He Yu stood quietly and shook his head, signaling her to stop.

When Xie Xue was seated in the car, he just waved to her and then watched their car drive away ......

Xie Xue leaned back in his chair and couldn't help but sigh, "Brother, what's wrong with you two again?"

Xie Qingcheng sat in the passenger side of the car and didn't bother to talk to her, he unwrapped the cigarettes that he had taken from Chen Man, and just wanted to light them up, but when he thought that Xie Xue was sitting there, he gave up again, he just bit into the cigarette and rested his elbow on the open window, and looked out of the window at the flickering city night scene.

Xie Xue whispered, "He Yu, did he accidentally say something wrong and make you angry?"

"......"

"Brother, you don't blame him too much, he's a person who is sometimes a bit shady, but his nature is still quite good, I've heard all about it, this time if the matter hadn't been for him, and if you two hadn't found out together in time that something had happened to me and rushed over here, the situation might have been even worse, he ...... "

"He what he." Xie Qingcheng finally spoke up, he held the cigarette between his fingers, his tone was especially deep and cold, "I told you to stay away from him, what are you doing hanging out with him all day?"

Xie Xue is also a bit aggravated, "But he is quite good, he is good to me, and he is respectful to you ......"

Xie Qingcheng face Tie Qing, words can not be said.

He's respectful.

He's respectful my ass!

All is in front of people pretending to pretend to pretend, he can not tell He Yu's disease Xie Xue, Xie Xue only see He Yu usually to him gentle and modest gentleman appearance, behind his back in the He Yu side of the anger, say it out of his own sister will not believe, he can only be born to suffer this way.

"Brother ......"

"You shut up!"

Xie Xue had to shut up.

That's how it is between family members, the moment after the robbery, the thought is that in this life will never fight again, must live a good life, speak and communicate gently.

As a result, when the warm buff of the hijacking passes, it's still the same father, the same training, the same cursing as before, half the difference.

What a fucking limited time warm buff.

Xie Xue is aggrieved, but Xie Xue can't help it. Who made him her brother?

Oh, forget it, if she doesn't spoil him, who else will? She'll just have to spoil his parental temper. ......

She thought this, hugging her arms in the backseat and deflating a little helplessly.

I don't know He Yu so excellent so elegant moral character so good a boy, his brother why always let her stay away from far away, and it seems to him from time to time also quite big opinion, really inexplicable ......

"Oh ......" said Xie Xue after a while, "Right."

Xie Qingcheng lazily ignored her, and Xie Xue knew that her brother meant, "If you have something to fucking say, say it down.

So she carefully said, "Just now when I was resting, he ...... called ...... and asked me what happened, I ...... "

Xie Qingcheng didn't ask who "he" was, as if the siblings had tacitly agreed that "he" was "him".

"How did you get back to him." Xie Qingcheng asked.

"What else could I say, I just said it was fine. Didn't talk to him much."

Xie Xue paused, "Are you in a better mood, brother?"

"Do you think he'll put me in a good mood."

Xie Xue had no choice but to come over and poke her head forward from the back seat, poking at the edge of the seat back like a kitten in an attempt to get her brother's attention by being cute: "Then look at me, look at me, I'm fine, are you in a good mood?"

Xie Qingcheng : "...... Don't ever go to these dangerous places alone again."

The tone of voice finally softened a little.

Xie Xue busily said, "Okay, know it ......"

The car went off in a cloud of dust.

.

The next day, news of Cheng Kang's psychiatric hospital made headlines.

Although those who were forced to go to the rooftop at that time have provided a series of testimonies to the police, proving that behind the case of Jiang Lanpei's morbidity, murder and arson, there is also a hidden past in which this woman has been detained for nearly two decades and her life is worse than death. But unfortunately, Liang Jicheng is already dead, Liang Pak Hong died before his brother, and the rest of the top brass who might have known the details of the case are all gone, a few having died in the very same fire.

Jiang Lanpei ignited a fire of vengeance that seemed to grow eyes and consumed all those who had been tainted by this evil.

As He Yu had said, her photo was chosen as the ugliest one, and appeared on the news page. But even in that picture, she still looked stunning, the dead woman looking straight out of the newspaper, her eyes a little strong and tinted with a hint of confusion ......

The reporter wrote under her photo: "Jiang Lanpei may not be her real name, due to the turnover of paper files, her information has been missing, the police are trying to pass her remains for genetic comparison, but due to the span of time is too far, and may not have a dusty result. If the general public has any clues, they can contact the relevant departments at 138xxxxxxxxx

Inside the villa, He Yu closed the newspaper.

Mental hospitals, mental patients, in this period of time was pushed to the wind of public opinion, whether it is fat and greasy uncle, or yellow-haired girl, on the head, just like a sociology and medicine experts.

In the eyes of most people, the mentally ill are routinely labeled as "they", as opposed to "we", of course. No matter how pathetic they are, they cannot be us.

But how does mental illness arise?

He Yu thought of something Xie Qingcheng had said to him before.

"The vast majority of psychiatric disorders are feedback from normal human beings to the abnormal environment in which they live. Obsessive-compulsive disorder, depression, bipolar disorder...these patients must have one or more kinds of abnormal atmosphere squeezing them in their life circle. For example, school bullying, cyber-violence, cruel sexual assaults on women, unequal social relationships, these dysfunctional atmospheres, these culprits that deal a major psychological blow to 'them', ironically, almost all of them originate from the family, from the workplace, from society, from 'we '."

"To fix a mentally ill person emotionally, I think it should not be about locking him up until it's absolutely necessary, but it should be about letting him go out and be us again, like a normal person."

"Cages are for prisoners, they shouldn't be reserved for patients who have already suffered too much."

He Yu does not like Xie Qingcheng, but he agrees with what Xie Qingcheng has said.

Xie Qingcheng was able to stay by his side for so long precisely because of this philosophy, which made He Yu feel that he at least regarded himself as a living human being.

So after something like yesterday, he realized that he didn't grasp the scale and did offend Xie Qingcheng, then he would at least be willing to go out and apologize to Xie Qingcheng.

But Xie Qingcheng was so used to his pretense that he thought his apology was fake and threw beer in his face.

He Yu's mood darkened at the thought, and he closed his eyes, doing his best to brush aside the feeling of shame that dripped down his cheeks in beads of ice.

Forget it ...... stop thinking about it.

At least Xie Qingcheng just called him names and splashed him without actually treating mental illness like an animal like those people do.

If he had been admitted to an insane asylum like Cheng Kang's, his condition might have been worse than it is now.

Jiang Lanpei was in there for twenty years. Did her condition lessen, or did it worsen? She probably wouldn't have gone down this road.

"Mr. He, what you ordered has been done."

Old Zhao knocked on the door of his room and came in after receiving permission to report something to him. The little yellow dog followed him timidly, wagging its tail cautiously.

"I've already greeted the people at the rescue station, and I've also spoken to General Manager He about your wishes, and Zhuang Zhiqiang has been temporarily settled into our convalescent center. It won't be sent to Wanping."

He Yu said, "Good, hard work."

Zhuang Zhiqiang is also blessed with a big life, live on a low floor, the first time was rescued by the firefighters, he at least and they also have a destiny, after this incident, He Yu did not intend to leave it alone.

Besides, Xie Xue must care about him.

Those implicated in the Cheng Kang fires were given a week or so long vacation as a way to recuperate physically and mentally.

The day still has to look forward, and since we have come out of the purgatory fire, it is all the more important to live happily and peacefully.

He Yu thought to himself, "Didn't Xie Qingcheng say that no one wanted to be with him? Didn't he say that if anyone could stay with him for more than a month, Xie Qingcheng would take his name?

Good. Then he wants to be with Xie Xue.

He wants to be with Xie Qingcheng's closest person, and he wants to take Xie Qingcheng's sister away from him-at that point, Xie Qingcheng is afraid that he will have to change his name to He Qingcheng, and he doesn't know what kind of state of mind that man will be in.

He Yu felt a slight sense of pleasure at the thought.

--Would that unassailable, grave, cold face ...... show a look he had never seen before?

So He Yu quickly returned to the university campus after a week's break.

He is ready to punch Xie Qingcheng in the face and confess to Xie Qingcheng's most cherished sister.

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On the terrace of a villa.

The outdoor lights were unlit and dim, a few light-seeking flying insects circled beside them, and the light was moist as if sweating white hairs, vainly caging a soft chair with its back to the patio door.

There was a man sitting in the soft chair.

Not being able to see his back, the subordinate who pushed the door in could only see half of the man's elbow, resting diagonally on the chair's backrest.

"Yes? Did it appear that those psychopaths managed to escape in a very short period of time?"

"Yes, Boss Duan."

"Interesting ......," the one in the chair known as Boss Duan let out a soft chuckle, "Mutual help? Cheng Kang is a mental hospital, not a nursery that teaches children to be civilized and polite, right? This thing is really perverse."

Cold sweat broke out on the subordinate's head, "Boss Duan, Cheng Kang's surveillance was originally crippled and the ones that weren't broken were all destroyed after the fire. We want to retrieve the records from that time, but it's really ......"

"I wouldn't have expected to pull any useful records from that punk Liang Jicheng."

Boss Duan paused for a moment.

"Any news from the police department?"

"Over there, yes, a few of the mental patients said that it looked like some of their fellow patients gave them keys at the time and told them to help each other open the doors, but more than that, couldn't get it out of them, either."

Boss Duan sneered softly, "Give them the key and tell them to open the door and they'll listen?"

"......"

"That was in the fire. A life and death situation."

The subordinate had a jolt, "Boss Duan, does that mean-"

The man in the soft chair didn't answer again, the dim light illuminating the paper he had casually set down in front of him to scribble on.

Two words were written on it, but circled again with a question mark.

Those two words are:

Blood Compulsion.