Song Xiaoya comes out of the detective room, and a well-dressed police officer stands in front of her.

"Miss Song, I'm a criminal psychological counselor. I want to talk to you!"

Song Xiaoya looks numb, cold and warm.

She nodded mechanically and sat down in the chair opposite the officer. "What does the officer want to say to me?"

The police officer put a piece of information in front of her and said, "I'm sorry that I did it without your permission! But this is what we need to handle the case. Please forgive me. "

Song Xiaoya picked up the information and found that it was the record of her conversation with Leng Si just now.

She had no choice but to smile, "this is your job."

Think of what, her delicate eyebrow slightly a Cu, "officer, you just said you are a criminal psychological Exorcist?"

She seemed to understand why the police officer was looking for her.

The policewoman nodded, "Miss Song, after listening to your conversation, I was shocked to tell you the truth, but it's not the first time I've met such a thing."

"What do you mean, officer?"

"In short, it's a kind of compensatory psychology. In fact, it doesn't have much to do with whether he loves you or not! I hope you don't mind if I say that! "

Song Xiaoya shook her head, "I always know that he is more possessive to me than love, but I don't know why that person is me?"

She didn't do anything, just accidentally saved his life, even at the beginning, they didn't understand each other enough.

Thinking of this, song Xiaoya sighed with self mockery in her heart. She didn't know much at that time, and she didn't know much after living together for five years.

The policewoman pursed her lips, her face a little dignified, "it seems that you understand! To put it simply, it's a kind of compensatory psychology! "

"Compensation psychology?" Song Xiaoya's delicate eyebrows are wrung fiercely, and she looks at the police officer suspiciously.

"We analyzed his psychology. When he was a child, he suffered from severe abuse and psychological trauma, which led to his paranoid personality. Later, when he met you, he regarded you as the only light in his life and also as another self. Your experience is similar to him to a great extent. You are not accepted by your family, you are robbed of all the love of your elders by your brothers and sisters, and you live a bad life. So He's good for you all. On the other hand, he's making up for the person who is owed. "

After coming out of the police station, song Xiaoya said nothing and looked like she had lost all her soul. Now Song Xiaoya is a walking corpse.

Wenqiao looked at her anxiously. She didn't know how many times she sighed. "Xiaoya, don't do that. I'll cry when I'm sad!"

Song Xiaoya looks at the worried look of the good sisters, which leads the corner of the mouth.

Looking out of the window, my eyes were full of loneliness, "Joe, do you know? I killed Xiaoyi! "

Wenqiao felt uncomfortable. She hugged song Xiaoya, put her head on her shoulder and comforted: "it's not your fault!"

Paranoid personality is really terrible, thinking into a dead end, no matter what others say, he will insist that he is right.

If you think it's right, you don't care about the consequences.

Song Xiaoya closed her eyes, shed tears and wry smile, "if I can, I hope I didn't meet that miserable teenager 15 years ago."

So many things happened that she never said that.

She never regretted knowing Leng Si. Leng Si repeatedly saved her and helped her. She was only grateful to Leng Si.

But now she regretted it. If she had not met him in that lane at that dusk, would the result have been different?

Unfortunately, there will never be if in this world.

"It's not your fault, you just did what you should do! You are so kind, how can you do it? So stop blaming yourself! "

Wenqiao just heard what Leng Si did. As an outsider, she was in a cold sweat.

It's crazy!

This kind of thing has long been beyond the scope of love. Maybe the female police officer is right. He does not love Xiaoya, but is a kind of compensation for himself.

But now it doesn't matter.

"Xiaoya, what are your plans for the future?" That's what wenjo's most worried about.

Song Xiaoya heard that, a trace of confusion flashed across her heart.

She shook her head. "I haven't thought about it yet, but I have to make arrangements for things abroad."

Wenqiao patted his friend's back painfully. "If you need any help, please don't be polite to me!"

"Well! I will

There are too many things happened during this period, which makes song Xiaoya a little incompetent. She just wants to leave this place as soon as possible.

Immediately, she made a reservation to fly back to Switzerland in the afternoon.

Wen Qiao wanted to stay with her for a few more days, but song Xiaoya insisted that she had nothing to do.Make arrangements, song Xiaoya will follow Wenqiao back to the castle to meet song Ruiqi, but after looking for a circle did not see song Ruiqi.

Song Xiaoya is as anxious as ants on a hot pot, "Ruiqi! Ricky, where the hell are you? Don't hide and seek with Mommy, come out quickly

Wen Qiao is not much better than song Xiaoya. He quickly finds a servant and asks, "where's Ruiqi? Where's Ricky? "

Seeing that they were so worried, the servant became nervous and explained: "Mu Shao picked up young master Ruiqi. Mu Shao said that he had already told his wife, so I didn't stop him!"

Wen Qiao breathed heavily at the words.

Just now, I was in a cold sweat. There were too many things happened during this period. I was subconsciously worried that Ruiqi would have an accident.

Song Xiaoya heard, a Zheng, almost bite a silver teeth.

He pretended to be in a car accident to deceive her feelings, and even dared to secretly pick up his son.

Why don't men have a good man?

Song Xiaoya doesn't want song Ruiqi to get along with Mu Junhao alone at all. She doesn't stop for a moment and rushes to the door.

While running, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Mu Junhao, asshole, son of a bitch!"

Wenqiao heard, but also funny.

It seems that this time, it's not so easy for Xiaoya to leave.

……

At this time, the magnificent Bay manor villa, on the second floor of the study, a large and a small, big eyes staring at small eyes.

Two identical handsome faces, people can't help but exclaim the magic of gene, small steamed stuffed bun is a replica of men.

Song Ruiqi was standing by the door, with a small body, his back close to the door of the study, and a pair of big wet eyes staring warily at the man in front of him.

Mu Junhao sat behind his desk and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a gentle smile, "Reggie, come to Daddy!"