Rebirth of Siheyuan starts in the 1980s

"Don't believe me? Why don't you believe me?" Wu Qinghong asked with a frown.

"What do you think?" Cao Zhiqiang said coldly.

Wu Qinghong shook her head: "I don't know."

Then, Qinghong whispered: "Well, although, although I am very grateful to you for saving me just now, but you, why don't you believe me? Why do you think I want to commit suicide?"

"Because I think you look like you are going to commit suicide and do stupid things!" Cao Zhiqiang said very seriously.

"Ah?" Wu Qinghong frowned and asked, "Where do you start talking about this?"

Cao Zhiqiang said seriously: "I have read a psychology book before. It said that some girls with introverted personalities and weak hearts often lose all hope after encountering such things. They have no nostalgia for the world and always just

Thinking of committing suicide.

I think you look like that kind of person now!

The so-called sending Buddha to the West, since I saved you once, I will save you until the end.

I don't want you to commit suicide after saving your life. In that case, I, I will feel very uncomfortable.

So, before I send you home and see you being taken back by your family, don’t let go of my hand, let alone commit suicide!”

"Ah? Suicide? Looking for a short-term life?" Wu Qinghong was stunned, "How could it be possible? I, I have never thought of it that way."

"Don't try to lie to me!" Cao Zhiqiang continued to hold her hand with a serious face. "The book says that the more despair you have, the more you want to commit suicide and seek short-sightedness. On the contrary, you will behave very normally, but this kind of special

It's normal, but it's abnormal.

You see, you have just experienced being raped... Normally speaking, you would be panicked, panicked, and scared, and your mind would be empty and at a loss for something like that.

But now, you are still bargaining with me and struggling with such a small issue as asking me to let go of your hand. This is obviously not normal!

So, don’t lie to me, you are very dangerous and abnormal now!

If you insist on making me believe in you and believe that you will not commit suicide, then hold my hand and follow me!

In short, I will never let you go until I see you go home and your family pick you up with my own eyes. Even if you say I am a scoundrel, I will admit it!"

Wu Qinghong frowned: "But, but..."

"Stop it." Cao Zhiqiang waved the ax with his right hand and said in a slightly impatient tone, "It's getting late. You use the flashlight and we'll go together."

Wu Qinghong frowned slightly, but still nodded: "Okay, but can you please be gentle? My hand hurts a little when you pinch it."

Cao Zhiqiang thought for a while and said: "Open your hands, let's interlock our fingers, hold hands, and walk together!"

"Ah?" Wu Qinghong was stunned again, bit her lip and said, "Well, it doesn't have to be like this, right?"

Cao Zhiqiang continued to say expressionlessly: "Then don't let me relax my grip on your hand!

Humph, I read a psychology book, and it said that those of you who have just experienced trauma and always want to commit suicide in your heart will pretend to be normal, and when others relax, something will happen to you.

I think you are in danger right now, so if you can't lock your fingers together so that I can hold you with confidence, I won't relax my strength."

Wu Qinghong was stunned: "What nonsense have you read? Why haven't I read the book you mentioned? What's it called?"

"Don't worry about it." Cao Zhiqiang said, "Either we stay like this, or you lock your fingers with me and I will relax a little bit."

Wu Qinghong shook her head: "Who are you? Why are you doing this? Why are you there again? You, you, you heard what I said to Xiao Gen before?"

Cao Zhiqiang continued to shake his head very seriously: "You can ask these questions again after I take you home."

Wu Qinghong frowned, but still sighed: "Then let go first."

Cao Zhiqiang loosened his hand slightly, but did not completely leave Wu Qinghong's hand.

After discovering that Wu Qinghong opened her fingers slightly and did not resist, Cao Zhiqiang decisively locked his fingers with her.

Looking at Wu Qinghong who lowered her head and said nothing, Cao Zhiqiang continued to say seriously: "Okay, now we can continue walking."

In this way, the two of them, one holding a flashlight and the other holding an ax, held hands with each other, side by side, and walked slowly down together.

After a while, the two of them went down the mountain together, and then, under the guidance of Wu Qinghong, walked slowly along the road in the direction of Wu Qinghong's home.

"There's no need to send you off when you get here." Wu Qinghong stopped halfway and said, "Let me go, I can go home by myself."

"No!" Cao Zhiqiang said with a stern expression without looking back, "Girl, I have to see you enter the house with my own eyes and see you being picked up by your relatives, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang paused: "Girl, I probably understand what you mean. You don't want your family to know what happened to you on the mountain just now, right?"

Wu Qinghong was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and nodded.

"Silly girl." Cao Zhiqiang said, "You are already like this, do you really think you can hide it?

It's better to explain the matter openly and openly and face it properly.

Who hasn’t encountered something bad in this life?

There are some things that there is no use in escaping. Only by facing the misery and overcoming that hurdle can we truly grow up."

"I, I..." Wu Qinghong pursed her lips, then raised her head and said, "Thank you, but I, I..."

"Leave me alone," Cao Zhiqiang said, "continue to show me the way. If anything happens, I'll take you home."

"There!" Wu Qinghong suddenly picked up the flashlight and pointed diagonally at a brightly lit bungalow on the side of the road, "That's my home."

Cao Zhiqiang looked at where Wu Qinghong pointed and nodded: "Okay, let's go."

The two of them just continued to walk forward hand in hand.

As the two people continued to approach, the voices of some men could be heard from the house with lights on the roadside.

Listening to the conversations of those people, it seemed that they were all discussing how to escape from here and how to return to Shanghai.

When the two of them walked to the house, Qinghong suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

"I, I'm home." Wu Qinghong lowered her head and bit her lip, "Can you let go?"

Cao Zhiqiang frowned: "Knock on the door. If it's your parents and family, I'll let you go."

Wu Qinghong raised her head and looked at Cao Zhiqiang. After seeing the serious and determined expression on his face, she flattened her lips and muttered slightly: "You, you are such a stubborn person."

After saying that, Wu Qinghong walked forward a little angrily, and Cao Zhiqiang quickly followed.

Soon, Qinghong walked into the yard and stood at the door. Just as she was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened and a middle-aged woman walked out.

Behind the middle-aged woman, a group of middle-aged men were sitting together.

The middle-aged woman was shocked when she saw that Wu Qinghong was covered in mess and her hand was being held tightly by a strange man holding an axe.

Because this scene is so weird.

"Qinghong? You, you, how did you..."

"mom!"

After seeing the middle-aged woman, Wu Qinghong's eyes turned red again, and her tears couldn't stop falling again.

Cao Zhiqiang, on the other hand, silently let go of Wu Qinghong's hand, then stood aside with a serious look on his face and said nothing.

The scene fell silent for a moment.