The Madman and The Doll

Chapter 57

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Song Shu's figure froze in place.

This time she stopped for a very long time. At one point she wanted to turn around and look at the man, and even wanted to grab his collar so that he could see her clearly.

It would be best to wake him up and ask him why he made that choice in the first place if he regretted it and wanted to protect her, and why he left her with the coldest back like a stranger when she needed him the most.

Also ask him if he ever felt sorry for his daughter for even a second

But Song Shu just stood there in the end, his eyes silently reddened.

No need to ask.

No need to ask.

The result has already happened and cannot be changed, just like time cannot be reversed. The car accident was bound to happen, and no one can save Bai Song's death.

So there is no need to ask anything.

Song Shu has gradually understood a truth over the years. If there are choices, if different paths lead to the same destination, then probably no one in this world wants to be a bad person. Everyone who goes against their conscience and does evil things always has their reasons, whether deep or shallow, and they always have their unspeakable difficulties.

There must be something pitiful about a hateful person.

But the reason why this statement is true is not because only hateful people are pitiful, but because few people can live in this world without any obstacles and smooth sailing - so everyone is pitiful, and so the process of making a choice is not important, but the result after making the choice is important.

Everyone has his own hardships, if they are not hardships, they should be forgiven.

Some choices, no matter how difficult the process of making them, can never be forgiven.

"Ms. Qin, would you like to stay a little longer?" The nurse noticed Song Shu's hesitation and emotional ups and downs, and asked anxiously behind her.

Song Shu lowered his head, then chuckled with tears in his eyes: "No. It's not necessary."

"ah?"

"… "

Song Shu did not explain any more. She raised her head, took a deep breath, pulled in her stomach and straightened her chest, then walked out of the ward again.

I left more calmly and more easily than I came.

After all, there were many people in the sanatorium, so Qin Lou did not choose to confront Qin Fujun there.

In the end, Qin Fujun was taken back to the manor by Qin Liang in the first car, while Qin Lou and Song Shu sat in the back car and set off later than them.

On the way, Qin Lou opened the soundproofing panel in the car and looked at Song Shu, "Did you see it?"

"Um."

"How about it?"

Song Shu thought about it and nodded slowly, "Not bad."

Qin Lou seemed a little surprised by Song Shu's answer. He laughed and said, "You are much calmer than I thought. You are indeed a little clam."

Song Shu did not hide it and admitted frankly: "It is much calmer than I thought."

"…Did something unexpected happen?"

“I guess so.”

"Can I listen to it?"

Song Shu thought for a few seconds, then recounted to Qin Lou everything he had heard since he entered Song Chengjun's ward.

She paused after Song Chengjun's last sentence, then looked up at Qin Lou, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Qin Lou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you sure you want to ask me?"

"What else?"

"Ask me what I guess you would do, that should be more informative."

Song Shu smiled and shook his head, "Then I'll listen to your answer first."

Qin Lou leaned back in the leather seat.

Song Shu said: "To be fair, you can think about it. I was struggling with it for a long time."

Qin Lou chuckled, "No need to think, I'm different from you. I'm a lunatic, little clam."

Song Shu looked up at him.

Qin Lou said: "Crazy people don't need to think, they just follow their instincts. Anyone who hurt me must suffer worse than me, no matter what the reason, that's what he deserves. I can't even laugh when I see his end, so how can I sympathize with him?"

Song Shu thought about it after listening and smiled, "Very Qinlou."

After saying that, Song Shu seemed ready to sit back.

Qin Lou was stunned for two seconds, then moved closer with a shameless face.

"There's one step you forgot."

Song Shu: “?”

"You should let me guess what you would do."

Song Shu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Why should I let you guess this?"

"It's a test of our tacit understanding."

"Does the level of tacit understanding between us need to be tested?"

Qin Lou choked, "... I want to guess."

Song Shu smiled, "Then guess."

"If I win the guess," Qin Lou's "wolf tail" was exposed, "then shouldn't you reward me with something?"

"For example."

"… "

Qin Lou didn't say anything, his eyes drifted towards Song Shu's lips.

Song Shu: “.”

Song Shu was helpless, "When you did this before, didn't you think of applying for a reward before you could do it?"

Qin Lou lowered his eyes and smiled, "I want one, and you take the initiative."

"… "

Song Shu naturally didn't want to agree to him.

But Qin Lou was really annoying, and after being stared at by that gaze for a while, Song Shu had no choice but to agree.

She gritted her teeth slightly, "If there is even one thing wrong, then there will be no reward."

"Yes, command."

Qin Lou smiled with a look of success.

Song Shu glanced at him with a wooden face, "Then tell me, how do I choose?"

Qin Lou didn't even think about it, "You probably stood there for a while, and then left."

Song Shu: “.”

Song Shu sighed slowly.

In fact, she was not surprised at all that Qin Lou could guess what she would choose.

…It’s a sure-win business.

Song Shu turned sideways and leaned on the armrest between them. She raised her eyes without any emotion, hiding the evasion in her eyes, and hooked her slender index finger at Qin Lou.

"… come over."

Qin Lou didn't say anything, but quickly moved forward and took advantage of the situation to kiss the tip of Song Shu's finger before he could retract it.

Song Shu: “…”

Song Shu lowered his eyes helplessly, "You really won't let go of any advantage."

"What bargain? Yours?" Qin Lou approached, not disguising the desire in his eyes. He smiled dumbly and touched his lips with his hand. "Well, didn't I say it long ago? I want to swallow this clam shell at home, so I won't leave any for you."

“… madman.”

Song Shu muttered helplessly.

But she suppressed her embarrassment, slowly raised her upper body, and took the initiative to step forward and kiss Qin Lou on the corner of his lips.

The slightest touch and the instant she left - Song Shu's plan was very good, but unfortunately before she could sit back down, Qin Lou, who had anticipated this, stretched out his arm and scooped her out of the air.

A much hotter and more passionate kiss replaced it.

When the kiss reached the passionate point, Qin Lou pushed Song Shu against the backrest and stood up and leaned over.

Then there was a muffled "bang" sound.

Song Shu: “…”

A few seconds later, Song Shu looked at Qin Lou, who was rubbing his head that had hit the roof of the car expressionlessly, and couldn't help but laugh, turning his face away.

All the beautiful atmosphere was destroyed in an instant.

What made Qin Lou's mentality even worse was that the driver who was driving them through the soundproofing board probably felt the vibration of the roof and was so scared that he quickly stopped the car in the emergency area, then got out of the driver's seat and walked around to the back window.

"Mr. Qin, Ms. Qin, I just heard a noise - did you have an accident?"

Inside the car, Song Shu turned his face away and laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled.

The window rolled down, and the driver was shocked to see Qin Lou's expressionless face. He froze in fear, and after several seconds he looked at Qin Lou cautiously, then looked inside the car, "Mr. Qin, what did you just do—"

"I'll give you a suggestion."

Qin Lou suddenly spoke.

Even Song Shu was a little curious about what "suggestions" Qin Lou would come up with. She stopped laughing and turned back to look at Qin Lou and the driver.

Qin Lou gestured to the back row with his hand and said, "Change to a bigger car."

driver:"?"

Song Shu had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Qin Lou smiled slightly, "The space is too small, which is not conducive to performance."

The driver was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly realized.

Song Shu: “…”

A few seconds later, there was another soft "bang" sound from inside the car.

Qin Lou and Qin Liang did not mention the arrival of "Qin Qing" in front of Qin Fujun, but they did not deliberately conceal it.

So even when the car drove into the manor, Song Shu followed Qin Lou and walked into the gate and entrance of the European-style building as calmly as possible.

But when I passed the main hall, I saw only Qin Liang there.

Qin Lou's eyes were somewhat alert.

Before he could ask, Qin Liang had anticipated it: "She said that the environment in the nursing home is poor, and the facilities are not as clean and complete as at home. Now she is going upstairs to take a shower. Even if you are anxious to know the list of people involved in the case, you can't wait even for a while, right?"

Qin Lou suppressed his words and clenched his fists slightly.

Song Shu took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold him, and at the same time smiled faintly at Qin Liang who was looking over.

"How could that be? I've been waiting for nine years, so one day is not a big deal."

"… "

Qin Liang's expression changed slightly.

After a few seconds, the emotion in his eyes relaxed a little bit, and even turned into a very light smile.

"You are very talkative now, which is very different from before. Your character is the same... It's good this way. This way no one can bully you."

Song Shu's eyes moved slightly.

But she didn't say anything in the end. She walked to the sofa with Qin Lou and sat down.

An old man and two young ones were sitting in the main hall. Although the three of them were once the most familiar with each other in the huge Qin family mansion, they were speechless at this moment.

Qin Liang was getting older, so he attached great importance to family ties. The scene before him made him feel sad, but there was no way to save it.

When he chose the latter between the truth and protecting his daughter, he guessed that one day he would face such a situation - at that time, he thought that the luckiest thing was that Qin Lou harbored some resentment towards his tombstone that could be smoothed out by time, and now the time is a little early.

But it was his choice and he had to take responsibility for it.

Qin Liang sighed deeply.

He turned slightly and raised his hand. The housekeeper who was waiting in the corner of the main hall immediately stepped forward and bowed to the same height as Qin Liang.

"Old man?"

"Make them each a drink."

The housekeeper raised his head slightly and looked at the two of them. "I wonder what Mr. Qin and Miss Qin are drinking?"

Without waiting for Song Shu and Qin Lou to answer, Qin Liang spoke up: "Girls like the flavor of Brev's coffee. One part espresso, three quarters of hot milk and fresh cream, and half a part of milk foam."

"Then Mr. Qin Lou..."

"Him?" Qin Liang glanced at his grandson. "He doesn't care. Boiled water will do."

"… "

The butler held back his laughter, responded, and turned to leave.

The conversation between the master and servant was not kept secret from Qin Lou and Song Shu, and they heard it clearly from beginning to end.

The coffee flavor of Brev was Song Shu's old habit, and Qin Liang remembered it exactly. Although he knew that the old man's behavior was somewhat deliberate in seeking peace, Song Shu's heart was still slightly shaken.

Qin Lou seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at Song Shu, raised his hand to hold his, sneered and looked at Qin Liang, "Don't be fooled by the tricks of some old foxes. I think they haven't learned anything else at their age, only the discord between people."

"… "

Qin Liang had long been accustomed to his grandson's cold words. At this moment, he just glanced at Qin Lou and did not argue with him.

Not long after the coffee was served, someone quickly came down from upstairs, ran to Qin Liang, bowed and said something.

Qin Liang nodded and waved his hand to let the other party leave. He looked up at Song Shu and said, "Fujun is coming down. Let's move to the side hall. Don't worry about the rest. Let Qin Lou take care of it."

Song Shu was stunned.

Qin Lou, who had been frowning, stood on the same front with Qin Liang when he heard this. "I feel uneasy when I think that the woman who wants to kill you is standing with you. He is right. Leave the rest to me."

Song Shu wanted to say something else, "But..."

"Listen to me today, okay?"

"… Um."

Song Shu finally agreed. She nodded, picked up the coffee, stood up and went into the side hall with Qin Liang.

Half a minute later, a figure walked down the stairs slowly.

It’s Qin Fujun.

She saw Qin Lou's figure in the main hall in front of the last step of the stairs, stopped, and then walked towards her again.

Until she came over and sat on the sofa, her manners were graceful, but her face was calm and almost numb.

"I knew he couldn't hide it from you. One day you would come to me."

Qin Lou was playing with the long glass that the servant had handed to him. He watched the remaining water swaying in the transparent glass. He asked nonchalantly, "Why don't you run away?"

"Escape?" Qin Fujun showed a mocking expression, "Where can I escape to? Does he give me a chance to escape?"

Qin Lou paused for a moment, and then he sneered, "Qin Liang, as a father, has done his best, right? He is willing to sacrifice his reputation for you and help you avoid jail - and you are still dissatisfied with him?"

“Hahahaha, father… he can be considered a father? He pretended to be oblivious and helped me cover it up, but he basically put me in another cage! Staying with those psychopaths, I couldn’t leave for nine years, I couldn’t even see my child, what’s the difference between this and a cage!?”

As the voices grew louder, the calmness on Qin Fujun's face was torn apart, and all the resentment, ugliness, and hatred underneath surged out, making her originally pretty face look extremely ugly.

Qin Lou looked at her coldly, not surprised: "You don't know how to be grateful and only want to take. You are really unoriginal, Qin Fujun."

Qin Fujun sneered, "Gratitude? You are the least qualified to say this, Qin Lou! Just because you are his grandson, you are destined to have everything since birth. Even if you are a lunatic or a devil, you don't even need to move a finger. Those things that I fought so hard for will be delivered to you one by one by him! But when have you ever been grateful to him!"

Qin Lou laughed in silence. He sat up straight, his eyes filled with cold mockery:

"Do you think that other people want what you want? To me, he forced me to give him things I didn't need, but to you... If you really have such a big grudge and really think that staying there is worse than going to jail, then why don't you tell him that you want to turn yourself in? I still understand Qin Liang. I don't believe that if you hadn't begged him desperately, he would have done something like covering up for you. Do you dare to say that you haven't done it?"

At the end of the question, Qin Fujun instinctively avoided Qin Lou's gaze, and she unconsciously grasped her clothes tightly. When she spoke again, Qin Fujun tried her best to make sure her voice did not sound guilty or flawed.

"Did you come all this way just to teach me a lesson? Even if you knew the truth about what happened back then, don't expect to get anything from me - I can't live a more miserable life than I am now, so I'm not afraid of losing anything."

The flames of anger in Qin Lou's eyes flickered violently, but were suppressed by him again.

He waved his hand and threw the previous document in front of Qin Fujun.

"You'd better finish reading before you talk."

"… "

Qin Fujun's eyes tightened slightly, and after hesitating for two seconds, she couldn't help but pick up the file bag, opened it and poured out the contents.

After just a few quick glances, Qin Fujun's face changed: "How...how did you find these things?"

“The process is not important, the result is important.”

Qin Lou clasped his hands and leaned forward.

"You said before that you couldn't be more miserable than you are now? Then let me tell you, I can make you a hundred times more miserable than this."

Qin Fujun wanted to deny it, but she knew it was the fact - the evidence in her hands was enough to tie her to the case that year inextricably linked, and with Qin Lou's means and connections, as long as he had the evidence, he could easily put her in jail and she would never be able to turn over in her life.

That's different from a nursing home.

After all, she had hope in the sanatorium. She hoped that one day her father would grow old and completely soften his heart, and would release her to see the light of day again - so even though she was locked up there for so many years, she had never truly despaired.

But if Qin Lou sent her to prison, she knew that her life would be completely over.

The fear and panic in her heart gathered little by little. Qin Fujun almost wanted to beg Qin Lou for mercy like she had done to her father Qin Liang, but she did not do that.

It was not because she cared about her face, but because she knew clearly that Qin Lou was different from Qin Liang, and he would never be merciful to her.

Qin Fujun took a deep breath and exhaled with a trembling voice. She forced herself to be rational.

"… Since these evidences are being thrown in front of me instead of being submitted directly to the court, I guess you want me to help you with something." Qin Fujun suppressed his fear and looked at Qin Lou, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Qin Lou looked at her with disgust.

"I want a list of all the people involved in that case."

"!" Qin Fujun's eyes trembled and he shook his head violently. "Impossible, I won't tell you - if I really tell you, they won't let me go either!"

"So you also know how to be afraid? That's easy." Qin Lou smiled, his eyes cold. He reached out and tapped the scattered evidence on the table. "If I send you to prison, do you think I will let you go?"

"… "

Qin Fujun's face turned pale.

After a long time, Qin Fujun seemed to finally calm down.

She looked up at Qin Lou in panic and gave a miserable smile, "If, if I told you the list, would you let me go?"

Qin Lou didn't even think about it, "Impossible."

"!"

The forced smile on Qin Fujun's face froze, and the next second it turned into a ferocious one. She laughed wildly as if she was driven crazy:

“Since the ending is the same, why should I tell you! I’m already unfortunate enough anyway, so you might as well be as unfortunate as me, or even more unfortunate than me! Let’s see who will suffer more between us then! Hahahaha… Even if you knew that I was the real murderer who killed Song Shu back then, what else can you do except kill me?!”

Qin Lou said nothing and lowered his eyes.

That handsome face looked calm and indifferent, as if those words could not disturb his mood at all.

Under Qin Fujun's gaze that could not suppress the shadow and fear, Qin Lou slowly took off the cufflinks of his shirt, and then raised his eyes to look at Qin Fujun.

He smiled slightly: "Are you done laughing?"

In those eyes that were so calm that it was frightening, uncontrollable fear enveloped Qin Fujun's heart, and she stiffened her body and slowly moved back.

"you… "

"Don't be afraid, auntie."

This was the first time Qin Lou called Qin Fujun like this. The smile on his face was as gentle as that of a normal person, but it only made Qin Fujun's hair stand on end.

Qin Lou smiled and closed his hands. "If you insist on not telling me, I will not do anything more to you than the punishment you deserve. But..."

"But, but what?" Qin Fujun swallowed unconsciously.

Qin Lou smiled and lowered his eyes. He picked up the cup that he had placed aside and said, "But have you forgotten that I am now the head of the Qin family - Song Shuai and Song Ruyu. Their lives will be in my hands. Or, you want to see them..."

Before Qin Lou could finish his words, his slender fingers suddenly loosened.

The glass cup hit the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces and sending fragments flying.

Qin Fujun seemed to be standing there stupidly. She stayed there motionless with a blank expression.

It was not until dozens of seconds later that she suddenly reacted. Qin Fujun's expression instantly became ferocious. She stood up suddenly and pounced on Qin Lou with her teeth and claws bared.

"You dare! If you dare to touch them, I will kill you - I will definitely kill you!"

Qin Lou easily countered the crazy woman, and then he was too lazy to do it himself, and just left her to the servants who came over after hearing the noise.

Looking at Qin Fujun, who was being restrained by two servants and still grinning and trying to pounce on him, Qin Lou leaned back on the sofa and laughed happily and wantonly, like a madman without any emotion or empathy.

"It's a shame that you still don't know me at all after all these years - what wouldn't I dare do?"

After saying this, Qin Lou paused for a moment, then he lowered his head and laughed.

"Oh, yes, there are."

Hope ignited in Qin Fujun's eyes, but before it could grow stronger, she heard Qin Lou's hoarse laugh:

"The only thing I don't dare to do is what Song Shu doesn't allow me to do."

"!"

Qin Fujun's face turned pale instantly.

Qin Lou slowly raised his eyes, his pupils were dark and dead, without any trace of smile.

"But you killed her, Qin Fujun. It was you who destroyed the lock of a madman like me, and it was you who personally cut off the last hope of survival for yourself and those two children."

"… "

"How could you not go to hell? Since you made her and I live in there for so many years."

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