Chapter 909: No, She’s Different

Qiu Qianghai passed out again. After the doctor finished bandaging his wounds and making sure he wouldn’t bleed to death, everyone packed up with practiced efficiency, and the whole group evacuated Nanmian overnight.

The next day.

Having finished shooting her scenes in "Women are strong," Amin went alone to that purple Knotweed Flower Sea from yesterday.

She wanted to find the man she’d seen yesterday, to ask him some questions.

Once she got there, naturally she didn’t see Qiu Qianghai.

The people left behind to keep watch told her that the boss and his group had left during the night, and said nothing else.

Amin went back disappointed.

In her heart, she had already decided to search for the memories she once lost.

Even if she couldn’t see him, nothing could stop her from pursuing the truth.

...

Beijing.

Left Bank Pavilion, Zone D, tenth floor.

Qiu Qianghai was already home. After a sedative shot, he had calmed down quite a bit.

He was wearing comfortable loungewear, sitting on the sofa utterly exhausted, a thin velvet blanket covering him from the waist down.

Sitting opposite him was a young man with a mixed-race face.

His name was Anton Bolin, Qiu Qianghai’s attending psychiatrist.

Anton Bolin held a notebook in his hand. As he asked detailed questions about this episode, he wrote things down in it.

When the incident in Nanmian and the strange girl came up again, he stopped writing. "So this time, you had an episode because of a strange girl?"

Anton Bolin looked up at the man on the sofa, Qiu Qianghai, who was shrouded in a thick, world-weary low pressure and whose face was haggard.

He could feel from his patient that low, volatile aggression leaking out, no matter how much he tried to restrain and endure it.

"I think so." Qiu Qianghai answered uncertainly.

This time, he remembered what had happened.

When that girl named Amin was leaving, he’d wanted to stop her, but his body couldn’t hold out and he passed out.

After that, he started hallucinating. He saw Minmin right beside him, playing hide-and-seek with him; he could only hear her voice, but couldn’t see her.

He was trapped in a state of utter rage, and a desperate, urgent need to see Minmin.

When he couldn’t find her, a world-destroying urge to wreck everything welled up in his heart; he wanted to dig three feet into the ground if that’s what it took to find Minmin.

Anton Bolin lightly tapped his pen against the notebook, thinking for a moment, then asked, "Do you feel about that girl the same way you did about the women you kept in the past?"

"No. She’s different." Qiu Qianghai quickly denied it.

He couldn’t put his feelings into words.

All he knew was that with that girl named Amin, he had no desire to humiliate her, nor any intention of turning her into the Minmin in his mind.

He knew Amin wasn’t Minmin.

But inside he was conflicted. Looking at Amin felt like seeing Minmin, as if Minmin were right by her side.

Just looking at her made him feel extremely calm.

Even though the two of them looked nothing alike, he kept feeling that Amin and Minmin could overlap perfectly without any sense of dissonance.

Anton Bolin suddenly asked, "Mr. Qiu, do you know how long it’s been between this episode and the last one?"

Qiu Qianghai couldn’t be bothered to answer. He slowly closed his eyes and shook his head lightly.

"Ten days. Your condition is relapsing very badly now. The intervals are getting shorter and shorter. That is a very bad sign."

Qiu Qianghai didn’t take in a word of it.

But the special assistant standing to the side did.

Right now, the special assistant hated Cheng Shi’en to the bone. If he hadn’t set his sights on the boss’s flower sea, if he hadn’t brought that girl named Amin to meet the boss, none of this might have happened.