A Beloved Wife in Marriage

Gu Xici, who had been silent all this while, said hoarsely, “Can it be cured?”

Shen Zhiwei met his dark eyes and couldn’t help but lose control of her heart. She pretended to be calm and said, “I only managed to help him suppress it all these years. I can’t completely eliminate it.” Gu Xici’s eyes darkened.

Lin Qingqian frowned. “All these years?”

Shen Zhiwei nodded. “Director Jiang is not a cooperative patient. I’m just inferring from my own experience that he should have developed this split personality very early on. It’s just that he’s never seen a psychiatrist before.”

Lin Qingqian pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but she didn’t know what to say.

Gu Xici’s eyebrows moved slightly. “Who else knows about this?”

Shen Zhi blinked. “Previously, only Assistant Lu and I knew. Now, you guys are included.”

Gu Xici nodded. “Sorry to trouble you, Doctor Shen. No one else can know about this.”

Shen Zhiwei looked at him with sparkling eyes, but she tried her best to suppress them. She said with a professional attitude, “You’re welcome. This is my job.”

After a pause, she said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back first. If there’s anything, you can contact me anytime.”

Lin Qingqian thanked her dryly and asked Lu Yuan to send Shen Zhiwei back.

Shen Zhiwei bowed slightly. When she turned around, she glanced at Jiang Yanshen’s handsome face from the corner of her eye, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Gu Xici’s deep eyes followed her figure which was wrapped in business attire. His throat bobbed. Even if there were any distracting thoughts in his mind, he could only suppress them at this moment.

Lin Qingqian sat on the sofa and lowered her head in silence.

Gu Xici’s fingers landed in his pocket and he touched the cigarette box. He hesitated and asked, “Can I smoke a cigarette?”

Lin Qingqian turned her head to look at him. The tip of her tongue touched the roof of her mouth and she said bitterly, “Can you give me one?”

A trace of surprise flashed across Gu Xici’s eyes, and he nodded.

Lin Qingqian walked to his side. Gu Xici handed her a cigarette and helped her light it.

She took a hard puff. The strong taste choked her and she couldn’t help but cough.

After Gu Xici lit the cigarette, he put it in his mouth and patted her back. “Don’t force yourself if you don’t smoke.”

Lin Qingqian stopped coughing and shook her head. “I haven’t smoked in a long time. I didn’t expect the taste to be so strong now.”

Gu Xici retracted his hand. “I’m a criminal investigator. I’ve been with my subordinates for a long time and smoke low-quality cigarettes.”

Lin Qingqian’s slender figure leaned against the glass window. The cigarette butt between her fingers emitted smoke, and the scarlet fire danced in a lonely way.

Seeing that she really knew how to smoke, Gu Xici was relieved. “Ah Yan probably doesn’t know that you smoke, right?”

Lin Qingqian spat out a mouthful of white mist, blurring her plain facial features. Her voice was hoarse. “He doesn’t know, just like how I didn’t know that he had bipolar disorder and split personality.”

Her red lips curled up in self-deprecation.

Gu Xici knew that she was in a bad mood and comforted her in a low voice. “Ah Yan is a person who likes to hide everything in his heart. He didn’t hide it from you on purpose. Moreover—”

These two conditions were nothing honorable, and Jiang Yanshen was such a strong-willed person.

Lin Qingqian pursed her lips. “I know. I’m not angry because of this. I’m just a little… sad.”

She thought that she loved Jiang Yanshen very much and knew him very well, but in the end, she realized that she didn’t understand him at all.

It was ironic and sad.

Gu Xici wanted to comfort her, but he couldn’t find the words. He could only take a deep puff of the cigarette and draw it through his lungs before it slowly emerged from his nose.

“Lin Qingqian, do you know why I’ve always disagreed when Lu Qinshang, Jiang Yunshen, and the others said that you were not worthy of Ah Yan?” Lin Qingqian’s eyes were calm as she slowly glanced at him.

“I once had a girlfriend. She was a police officer like me. She was hit during an operation to capture criminals. There were many passersby around, but no one dared to step forward.”

Gu Xici looked at her seriously. “You’re the only one who dared to stop the bleeding for her. You’re the only one who called the police and an ambulance to send her to the hospital.”

Lin Qingqian was stunned for a moment. There seemed to be such a thing in her memory, but she had long forgotten it.

“Lin Qingqian, I’ve always wanted to thank you.” Gu Xici’s thin lips curled up slightly. “Although she wasn’t saved in the end, you once tried to save her. I’ve always been grateful for this.”

Therefore, no matter how Lu Qinshang and Jiang Yunshen thought that Lin

Qingqian was not worthy of Jiang Yanshen, he had never thought of it like this.

Lin Qingqian’s throat was dry. “I… I just did what I thought I should do.”

The cigarette butt on his fingertip was about to burn his skin. He turned around and walked to the coffee table. He bent down to extinguish the cigarette butt in the ashtray and turned to look at the slender figure in front of the window.

“Lin Qingqian, you’re a very good girl. It’s Ah Yan’s fault for not cherishing you previously.”

Gu Xici said in a low voice, “But who knows if he doesn’t want to or can’t?”

Lin Qingqian’s voice was hoarse. She felt her fingertips burning and subconsciously let go.

The cigarette butt fell to the ground. A scarlet light flashed and finally extinguished in the ashes on the ground.

Gu Xici said, “Go up and see him. He needs you the most at this time.”

Lin Qingqian didn’t know if Jiang Yanshen was awake, so she didn’t knock and directly pushed open the door.

There was only one lamp glowing in the bedroom. The dim light barely filtered out of the room.

She subconsciously looked at the bed in the bedroom. It was empty, and her heart instantly skipped a beat. When she saw the figure in front of the French window from the corner of her eye, her heart slowly calmed down.

His tall body stood upright in front of the French window. The light made his figure look bleak and lonely.

Lin Qingqian walked closer and pursed her lips. She said bitterly, “Jiang,

Yanshen…

Jiang Yanshen stood still, as if he didn’t hear anything.

Lin Qingqian walked to his side and turned to look at him. “Jiang…”

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, quickly pressing her against the cold and hard glass.

Lowering his head, the tip of his nose was almost touching hers. Their breaths mingled, and Lin Qingqian smelled the faint smell of medicine and a trace of blood on his body.

His dark eyes stared at her small face without blinking. His throat moved slightly. After a moment of silence, his thin lips curled up. ‘You know everything.”

Lin Qingqian’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew what he was referring to and pursed her lips lightly without saying anything.

“Do you pity me?” His low and hoarse voice carried a hint of mockery.

“Do you need my pity?” Lin Qingqian spoke again, her voice much calmer.

Jiang Yanshen’s eyes darkened as he tightened his grip on her wrist, as if he wanted to crush her bones.

She only frowned and said nothing.

Dozens of seconds later, Jiang Yanshen let go of her. “You can leave.”

Lin Qingqian was still leaning against the glass, feeling that her legs were a little weak and she couldn’t stand steadily. She looked at him with her clear eyes. “I know there are some things I shouldn’t ask, but I don’t think I can ignore them.”

Jiang Yanshen stopped in his tracks and glanced at her.

Lin Qingqian’s voice was as light as willow catkins. “So, can you tell me… who Jiang Xiao Jiu is?”

Jiang Yanshen’s eyes darkened. He looked out of the window at the night sky that seemed to never have daylight and didn’t speak for a long time.

Just as Lin Qingqian thought that he wouldn’t answer and was about to leave, a

deep and hoarse voice sounded in her ear. “My other personality.”

She clearly already knew, but when she heard the answer from his mouth, Lin Qingqian’s heart still involuntarily tightened. She looked at him with unconscious pity.

“Since when?”

Jiang Yanshen didn’t turn around. He turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes deep and sharp. “Do you really want to know?”

Lin Qingqian didn’t say anything as his deep and hoarse voice continued to ring in her ears. “Do you know the consequences of continuing to ask?”

Her breathing slowed slightly. “What?”

“I won’t stay far away from you anymore. I won’t leave you alone again. I’ll lock you firmly by my side. Unless I die, I won’t let you take a step away from me.”

He turned sideways and lowered his head to stare at her with his black eyes. Like a natural gambler who had staked everything on one bet, he said, “Do you still want to know?”

“I…” Lin Qingqian pursed her lips. There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes, as if she was struggling with something.

Jiang Yanshen spoke again. “Aren’t you afraid that I have dissociative identity disorder and bipolar disorder?”

“I’m afraid.” She pursed her lips, her thin eyelashes trembling for a few seconds. After calming down, she looked at him with a firm gaze. “But I still want to know.”

“I want to know what kind of person I’ve loved for seven years.

I want to know what you’ve been through.

I want to know that you’ve alienated me these past few years not because you hate me, but because of your illness, right?”

With every question she asked, Jiang Yan’s eyes darkened. His breathing became heavier, and his eyes burned.

Until she asked, “Jiang Yanshen, has no one loved you other than me all these years…”

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen could no longer restrain himself and kissed her lips.

Berserk, rough, hysterical kisses.

Jiang Yanshen had never kissed her so passionately before. Lin Qingqian’s mind went blank. When she came back to her senses, there was a sharp pain on her lips.

Jiang Yanshen seemed to want to bite off her flesh and Lin Qingqian couldn’t help but mutter, “It hurts…”

Her voice was very soft, but Jiang Yanshen still heard it. His movements gradually stopped, and his gently closed eyes opened, his eyes burning…

“No one.” His thin lips pursed, shattering the pride he had held for many years. He begged almost humbly, “Other than you, no one else in this world has ever loved me.

Qianqian, please take pity on me and stay with me, okay?”

With the last syllable, he rubbed the tip of his nose carefully against hers like a puppy trying to please its master.

Lin Qingqian’s originally unstable will was finally shattered by his humbleness and begging at this moment.

His coldness had once caused her to fall into the abyss, but his humbleness at this moment pulled her out of the abyss.

Jiang Yanshen’s slender and strong arms wrapped around her tightly. He lowered his head and pecked her lips again and again. His voice was hoarse. “Qianqian, please take pity on me. Other than you, no one will love me.”

Tears suddenly welled up in Lin Qingqian’s eyes. It was unknown if it was for him or for her, but her heart was filled with both sadness and joy.

She was happy that this high and mighty Jiang Yanshen finally lowered his proud head and begged for a trace of love.

What she was sad about was that she realized clearly…