That's the point.

Qian Mo looks at Ling Jingqiu, who keeps silent all the time. Realizing that Qian Mo is looking at him, Ling Jingqiu turns her head.

"This has something to do with Jingqiu..."

Ling Jingqiu was so distressed by depression that she lost hope of surviving. She wanted to find a suitable way to leave with dignity.

Inadvertently, he found that Xiaoman's father was following him, so he asked a private detective to investigate the matter. Unexpectedly, he found that Xiaoman's father not only followed him, but also people other than Yu Changmo.

Why don't you follow Xiaohei...

Xiaohei is in Kongde, it's impossible to find him.

From that moment on, Ling Jingqiu began to plan her own suicide ceremony.

He didn't think it would be better for him to build a house in a short time because he didn't want to build a house overnight.

Xiaoman's father has been looking for these people for a long time, but he has not found any chance to start. Seeing Ling Jingqiu build a house, he thinks he has found a good opportunity, so he pretends to be a monk and comes to this abandoned ancient temple.

this is also the break that Qian Mo and Xiao Hei found after they came that many places of the ancient temple did not conform to the common sense.

If someone really lives for a long time, it will not be without repair.

What's more, the real monk, who has nothing to drink? And seaweed and peanuts.

"Jingqiu's plan is that he will die quietly here and leave a letter of his will, so as to eliminate Xiaoman's father's entanglement with you. In his opinion, it can not only realize his wish to die, but also do the last thing for you. This is a good deal."

Qian Mo tells the story to everyone, and Chengzi and Ahai are red in the eye.

Nobody thought that Jingqiu should have planned so.

Everyone's reaction is different. Ling Jingqiu's friends are heartbroken and moved. Ling Jingqiu has no choice but to be exposed and ashamed. Only the fake monk is unwilling to roar.

"False! It's all fake! You people, in order to exonerate yourself, slander my little man! My daughter is not that kind of person, isn't! These medical reports are all false! "

The report that Noro took out contained several injury tests of Xiaoman, but she was not the bad guy at all. She made rumors about it by herself, as well as various physical examination reports.

For a father, it's hard to believe that his daughter is in such a bad way.

"What kind of person is your daughter?" Qian Mo asked.

The fake monk was stunned.

"How many points does she get in the college entrance examination?"

"What do you like best?"

"Since when did you make your first boyfriend?"

How often do you see her

This series of questions, the false monk asked.

He works abroad all year round, and his daughter-in-law takes care of his children.

A husband thinks that paying money regularly every month is the biggest responsibility for his family members. However, it is not until his daughter is gone that he discovers that he has nothing in his middle age.

In other provinces to eat thrifty, sometimes a steamed bread is a packet of mustard is a meal, the money are mailed back, the daughter did not feel the whole life lost the goal.

I don't know who to fight for, and I don't know what's the use of saving money.

Revenge became his only target.

It's not easy to see hope, but these people, these people even said, his Xiaoman?

"Some words are cruel, but... Your daughter will become like that. It is related to the family dislocation. The vacancy should belong to the father. She can't wait to fill the vacancy with love between men and women."

Adolescent children, it is very easy because of this on the road of no return.

"I've been looking for someone to do harm to my daughter, and you tell me that all this, all this is me... I'm the culprit?"

The fake monk was hit hard.

Originally, everyone hated him. If it wasn't for Qian Mo and Xiao Hei, he might have made a lot of trouble. Maybe everyone had to die here.

"Strictly speaking, you are not the culprit. When I leave home, I have less feelings, I have bread, I stay at home, I have feelings and no bread. This is the helplessness of many people, including when I was young

Qian Mo thinks about his childhood.

Chen Baichuan is also very busy.

Her previous life with Chen Baichuan to the point of irreparable, in the final analysis is the lack of love of her parents.

From a child's point of view, it's strange that her parents can't accompany her all the time, but she's grown up now. Looking back on her father's days, she worked hard for steamed bread for her mustard.

There is no way to make money holding the child, and leaving the child makes the child lose the family warmth.

Who doesn't want to live a good life, but the reality is so helpless.

After all, reincarnation is a technical job.

In addition to the fake monks, almost all of them were experts in reincarnation.Born in a rich family since childhood, he did not experience the pain of struggling for life. However, he could understand what Qian Mo analyzed. Seeing the blank monk, everyone looked at each other.

"How to deal with this?" Tie Xin asks Xiao Hei.

If you report to the police, you can see that this guy is also very poor. If you don't report to the police, I'm afraid that he will be too busy to ask everyone for trouble.

"Leave it to me." Nono said.

They all agreed that Noro's dignity was there, and everyone believed that she could handle the matter well.

"Jingqiu, now you know the whole thing. I know it's very painful for you to live on. But is there a possibility that you'd like to try again? For these... You're worried about your brothers?"

Qian Mo said sincerely to Jingqiu.

Live on, these three words for patients with severe depression, is very painful, but again the pain must try.

It may not be better to continue to struggle forward in pain, but there is always a glimmer of hope that depression will not disappear. It will follow people all their lives. But in addition to the eternal darkness, there are still many people who have successfully achieved reconciliation, coexistence and symbiosis with depression until they are old.

It's like death, who has followed everyone from the moment of birth, but the moment the sickle falls, sooner or later.

When she looks at Xiaoman's father, she will not report the case. After taking him down the mountain, she will let him go through the rest of the day without regret, because -

when she looks behind Xiaoman's father, only the man in black who she can see makes a gesture of three to her.

Three months, three months.

Noro looked at Ling Jingqiu again, and the man in black shook his head.

Ling Jingqiu's remaining time is too long to count.

Some people try to survive, but they can't escape the samsara of fate.

Some people want to sleep for a long time, but they are still trapped in the world by family and friendship.

What leaves is not necessarily painful, and what remains is not necessarily completely happy.

But everyone has to keep going. This is life.