Chapter 769 99 Emails (19)

Did Su Zhinian not sleep well, or had a mental problem?

She typed a few more words on the keyboard, and then came the message: "Taking too much tranquilizers can lead to addiction, hallucinations, and drowsiness. In severe cases, breathing may stop in your sleep because the nerves are paralyzed for too long." content.

Song Qingchun thought of the scene that night when he swallowed pills in large quantities, and his lips instantly trembled. The mouse in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop".

He took so many tranquilizers. Was he addicted, hallucinating, or...?

Song Qingchun didn't dare to think about it anymore. A chill slowly crawled up her back. If she hadn't entered his villa today, the next thing she would know would be that he took a lot of sedatives and went to the hospital. News of rescue or death?

What happened to him? You actually need to take a sedative? He obviously doesn't seem to have any problems...

Song Qingchun closed her eyes and took a deep breath before suppressing the fear in her heart bit by bit.

The villa was extremely quiet. Song Qingchun sat quietly for who knows how long. She slowly raised her eyelids. She stood up and planned to dig out all the sedatives in Su Zhinian's house and throw them away. Because she moved too violently, she accidentally bumped into her. The files on the table were scattered all over the floor.

Song Qingchun knelt down and picked up the documents one by one. One document fell to the back of the desk. She lay on the ground and struggled to get out. Just as she was about to stand up with the document, she fell from the inside. A book was published.

Song Qingchun was very familiar with that notebook. It was his diary... When she lived in his villa, she saw him writing and drawing in this notebook more than once.

In the past, Song Qingchun was curious about what was written in his diary, but she never thought about reading it. But now, she looked at the diary and pondered for a long time, and she felt like reading it. impulse.

Because she wanted to know what was on his mind, what he thought about every day, whether he was living well after being separated from her, and maybe she could also know why he took so many tranquilizers...

Song Qingchun squatted on the ground and stared at the diary in silence for a long time. Then she slowly stood up, organized the documents that she knocked to the ground, put them on the desk, and then took Su Zhinian's diary and slowly He walked to the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down.

The slanting sunlight hit her just right through the bright windows, making the atmosphere feel particularly comfortable.

Song Qingchun stared at the cover of the diary for a long time before slowly opening it.

This time, she didn't just flip through a page like she had inadvertently opened it before.

This time, she started from the first page and read each word carefully and attentively.

"October 1, 1996, sunny."

When Song Qingchun saw this date, he frowned slightly. 1996 was so far away in the past. Su Zhinian at that time was probably only seven or eight years old, right?

At that time, he started keeping a diary at such a young age?

Song Qingchun was puzzled while reading the content. There was only one simple sentence: "My mother finally took me out of the mental hospital today."

Mental hospital? Su Zhinian had been in a mental hospital? And it was still when he was seven or eight years old?