That afternoon, Bai Lu was picked up.

Shi Yin followed Gu Congli to the hospital. Bai Lu seemed to have a strong resistance to hospitals. She looked even more lifeless than last night. When she heard the sound of opening the door, she would shrink back and hide.

Before leaving, Shi Yin met her again.

She stood at the door of the ward, still a little scared. Gu Congli stood behind her and closed the door behind her.

The special ward was different from what Shi Yin had seen before. The walls were made of soft white foam pads, and there were no angular medical equipment.

Shi Yin pursed her lips, walked carefully to the bedside, stayed a distance away, and bowed to the person on the bed: "Hello, aunt, I'm Shi Yin."

Bai Lu tilted her head and looked at her, suddenly starting to cry.

She cried miserably. Her hair, which was neatly tied yesterday, was spread out and a little messy. Big tears rolled down her face. She looked at her like begging and shook her head: "Why are they locking me up? I'm not sick.

I'm obviously not sick. No one believes me, and Ah Li doesn't want me anymore..."

Shi Yin felt sour in her heart that she couldn't bear to look back at Gu Congli's expression.

She didn't even dare to think about how he felt every time he saw his mother like this.

On the way here, Gu Congli told her a story.

The heroine is a talented painter, her mother is an artist, and her father is in business. The girl has been very similar to her mother since she was a child, and has high talent in art.

The girl is very beautiful and has a gentle personality. The sensitivity of an artist and the delicacy of a girl are vividly reflected in her body. And she has never let her family down. She has received countless honors at a very young age.

When her career was about to reach its peak, she met a man.

There are no words to describe the feeling at that time. It was like she had been watching black and white silent movies for nearly twenty years, and she didn't know the true color until he appeared.

In her opinion, this man is perfect.

She gave up her career and gave all her passion and enthusiasm for painting to this man.

If you invest too much in the burning temperature, once you are betrayed, the backlash will be extremely terrifying.

She soon discovered that this man had no heart.

There is no emotional side to his character, he is like a flawless, cold robot, deciding everything rationally. His marriage, love, everything can be used, serve and sacrifice for interests.

The man never loved her, he didn't care who she was, as long as she was valuable.

Her emotional, fragile and paranoid character is a talent given by God in art, but at this moment, it has become an invitation to knock on the door of hell.

Bai Lu struggled in the beautiful and flawless love she had imagined. Gu Lin looked at the woman kneeling at his feet crying, watching indifferently and indifferently.

Gu Congli's world, and the things he carried in his bones and blood, began to split into two parts bit by bit from that moment on.

Later, Gu Congli thought, if there was no Shiyin at that time.

If he hadn't met her, would he really have gone crazy like this?

Gu Lin is too rational, and Bai Lu is so strong that only emotions are left. He becomes a combination of two extremes. Either he becomes the second Gu Lin, a machine for profit, completely wiping out the last bit of humanity, or he becomes the second Gu Lin.

A white dew.

Jesus said in the Gospel of John: Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.

He wandered alone in the darkness, and when he was exhausted, he knocked on the door and saw her standing behind the door, stretching out her hand towards him.

Then, he became her most devout believer.

She is his light.

The author has something to say: Lili: If you can’t do it today, I’m afraid I’ll kill you. (?)
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