Chapter 356 - 356: 'His name is Jiang Yan. Yan, Meaning Hate. ”

Chapter 356 - 356: “His name is Jiang Yan. Yan, Meaning Hate. ”

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lin Qingqian was stunned and did not react for a moment.

He lowered his head for a few seconds. When he looked up again, his eyes were clear and pure. He asked in a childish voice, “Big Sister, do I have to talk to you like this to make you remember?”

Lin Qingqian’s breathing paused, and her clear pupils involuntarily dilated. Her face was filled with surprise and disbelief.

“Jiang... Xiao Jiu?” Lin Qingqian felt her heart beating faster, and then she became even more puzzled. “Aren’t you only nine years old?”

“Heh.” He sneered evilly, and his eyes regained their maliciousness. His thin lips pursed slightly as he mocked, “I thought you were a smart person. I didn’t expect... you to be as stupid as them!”

“What?” The more Lin Qingqian listened, the more confused she became.

He walked towards Lin Qingqian with his long legs and his cold voice sounded unhurriedly. “From the beginning to the end, there was no Jiang Xiao Jiu. I’m the real Jiang Yanshen, and the person who was with you previously was my second personality—Jiang Yan. ”

“Impossible!” Lin Qingqian blurted out reflexively, her bright eyes flickering with determination. “How can you be Jiang Yanshen? Jiang Xiao Jiu, even if you have intelligence, it doesn’t mean that you’re Jiang Yanshen. Don’t lie to me.”

He raised his hand and scratched the corner of his eyebrows. His thin lips moved slightly. “You can choose not to believe me. But what about Shen

Zhiwei’s words?”

Lin Qingqian’s eyes were filled with surprise. He even knew Shen Zhiwei!!

“All these years, Shen Zhiwei has been helping him suppress my appearance. You’ll know if I’m Jiang Yanshen or not if you ask her.”

“I don’t need to ask Shen Zhiwei. Ask Ah Yan to come out. I’ll ask him myself.” Lin Qingqian’s heart had been beating rapidly, and a chill ran down her spine.

She did not believe every word that this man said.

Jiang Yanshen shrugged innocently, looking very regretful. “I’m sorry, you won’t be able to see him again.”

“What do you mean?” Lin Qingqian immediately asked, her eyes filled with nervousness.

“He’s only my second personality. Now that I’m back, he should naturally disappear.” His thin lips curled up slightly, and his smile was evil and terrifying.

“I don’t believe it.” Lin Qingqian clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. The pain reminded her to calm down and not panic, but her voice still betrayed her emotions.

Her voice trembled slightly. “You’re lying to me. Let him out. I want to see him!”

A trace of impatience flashed across Jiang Yanshen’s cold brows. His well-defined fingers grabbed her chin tightly and raised it, forcing her to look into his eyes.

“Lin Qingqian, you’d better recognize this reality. I’m Jiang Yanshen. Jiang Yan is just a split personality. Now, he has completely disappeared from this world.’

Lin Qingqian flung his hand away forcefully and pursed her lips tightly. Every word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat. “Jiang Xiao Jiu, I don’t believe anything you say!”

With that, she ran past him.

Jiang Yanshen turned around and looked at her back as she disappeared at the door. His thin lips curved up as he sneered. “How stupid.”

He knew very well where Lin Qingqian was going, so he didn’t stop her. Since she had already discovered it, there was nothing to hide. Letting her recognize reality would save her more trouble.

There was no need for him to pretend to be that person anymore.

At the psychiatric clinic.

Shen Zhiwei had just opened the office door when she saw Lin Qingqian in dark blue pajamas. Her feet were bare, and her face was pale.

“Come in.” Shen Zhiwei was not surprised at all, as if she had long known that she would come.

She turned around and went to the cabinet on the desk to get a pair of disposable slippers.

Lin Qingqian walked in with stiff legs and stared at her figure without blinking. The shock, disbelief, and doubts on the way had all disappeared at this moment.

Her bright eyes slowly turned red. When the mist condensed into beads and rolled down, the firm belief in her heart collapsed at this moment.

Shen Zhiwei placed the slippers in front of her and said gently, “Put on the slippers first.”

Lin Qingqian stood there without moving. Bean-sized tears fell from her eyes, and her voice was choked. “He... is telling the truth!”

Shen Zhiwei knew who this “he” she was referring to and nodded slowly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Her hoarse voice sounded. Before Shen Zhiwei could answer, she repeated, “Why didn’t you tell me?!” Her voice was raised, mixed with grievance.

It was such an important thing..

How could she not tell her?

Shen Zhiwei did not say anything. She bent down and helped her put on her slippers. Then, she pulled her to sit on the sofa and handed her a piece of paper.

Lin Qingqian’s teary eyes stared at her without any reaction.

Shen Zhiwei took a deep breath and said in a depressed voice, “His name is

Jiang Yan. Yan, meaning hate.”

Her tone paused slightly. Although it was cruel, she continued, “It’s a personality that split from Jiang Yanshen’s mind.”

“We always thought that Jiang Yanshen only had the intelligence of a nine-year-old, so we fabricated the identity of Jiang Xiao Jiu to let you think that he was Jiang Yan’s second personality.”

Her tear-stained eyelashes fluttered. “Fabricated?”

Shen Zhiwei met her tearful gaze and nodded, “Whether it’s bipolar disorder or dissociative identity disorder, Jiang Yan intentionally let you know about them, for the purpose of...’

After a pause, she braced herself and continued, “For the purpose of getting back together with you.”

Lin Qingqian did not say anything, but another bean-sized tear rolled out, shining with a broken light on her pale skin.

“Actually, we only found out recently that Jiang Yanshen’s intelligence is not just nine years old. He has been disguising himself, giving control of his body to Jiang Yan, and now he wants to regain control.

As the second personality, Jiang Yan can’t fight with Jiang Yanshen for control of his body.”

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and wiped the cold tears off her face. She looked up with red eyes and said, “I want to see him.”

Be it Jiang Yanshen or Jiang Yan, they should explain it to her personally and give her an explanation.

“I’m sorry. According to what I know, Jiang Yanshen hired a famous psychology professor, Morse, to perform hypnosis and treatment.” Shen Zhiwei’s eyes were calm and couldn’t help but reveal sympathy. “If nothing unexpected happens, the personality of Jiang Yan should have been erased.”

Lin Qingqian’s body clearly trembled. She pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but it was like a fishbone was stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t say a word.

She only felt terrible in her heart. It was so painful that she was about to die.

Shen Zhiwei’s heart ached when she saw her like this. She felt a little guilty for cooperating with Jiang Yan to deceive her back then.

“Because he’s a split personality. He doesn’t have the experiences of a normal person from birth to adulthood. He can’t understand what family love is, what friendship is, or even love. He doesn’t have the instincts of a normal person.

Normally, a split personality will also have an antisocial personality. Although Jiang Yan is not antisocial, he has an emotional cognitive disorder. He tried his best to pretend to be a normal person, so he used all kinds of methods to reconcile with you.

But in the end, he’s not a normal person. He can’t have the emotions of a normal person. ”

Shen Zhiwei’s every word was like a knife stabbing into Lin Qingqian’s heart, defeating all her persistence and final defense.

Lin Qingqian did not cry anymore, but her eyes that had been washed by her tears became even dimmer and hollower. Her expression was numb, and her heart was almost dead.

He’s been erased.

He couldn’t experience kinship, friendship, or even love.

He was not a normal person after all.

Therefore, everything was fake.

Jiang Xiao Jiu was fake. The so-called love and marriage were all fake. It was just a joke.

From the beginning to the end, he had never loved her. From the beginning to the end, her love was a joke.

And now, it is all over.

Lin Qingqian crossed her cold hands together, intertwining them so hard that her fingertips turned green and white.

A moment later, she stood up without a word and walked to the door.n--0velB1n

Shen Zhiwei stood up as well and couldn’t help but say, “Madam Jiang...”

Lin Qingqian’s slender figure clearly trembled, then she straightened her back and walked out without saying a word.

Shen Zhiwei looked at her defeated expression and felt a huge weight on her heart.

She couldn’t help but sigh and curse secretly. Jiang Yan, you bastard. You patted your butt and left, leaving a pile of mess for me to clean up. You’d better not appear for the rest of your life, or I won’t let you off.

It was cold in Lan City in April. At night, the temperature was bone-chilling. The pedestrians on the road were wearing thick and warm coats. No one would notice who they passed by in a hurry.

Lin Qingqian was walking aimlessly on the road in her thin pajamas. She was wearing the disposable slippers Shen Zhiwei had given her and had even lost one.

She looked at the path under his feet that stretched very far away. It was so far that there was no end, and she couldn’t see any hope.

She suddenly stopped and slowly squatted down to hug herself. She bit her pink lips tightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

The car that was slowly driving by the roadside also stopped. Through the car window, Han Liubai watched as she squatted by the roadside like an abandoned little animal. She had nowhere to go and was trembling in the cold night.

A trace of heart ache flashed across his gentle eyes.

In the end, she still discovered the truth. Although it was very cruel... at least she should have seen clearly that it was not worth it to love such a person.

Raindrops fell from the dark night sky and quickly drenched the ground...

Lin Qingqian was still squatting on the ground in the same position.

Han Liubai finally couldn’t sit still anymore. He opened the umbrella and got out of the car to walk to her side.

Lin Qingqian slowly raised her head to look at him. There was no tear on her pale face, but her expression was even sadder than crying.

It was an indescribable sense of confusion and emptiness...

Han Liubai pulled her arm and stood up. “I’ll send you back.”

Lin Qingqian looked at him with obscure eyes. She did not speak or move.

When Han Liubai pulled her, a devilish and mocking voice came from behind. “Please let go of my wife.”

Han Liubai stopped in his tracks and turned around to see Jiang Yanshen standing under a square umbrella through the rain..