Chapter 146 They have been here before Faced with Song Qinian's curious eyes, everyone was silent for a while, and finally Shen Dinghai spoke with difficulty. "Uncle Song, Butler Zhang...he is no longer here. Because of Wei Kaiyan and Tao Yao, everyone in the manor is no longer here..." Song Qinian opened his eyes wide and froze in place, "Are they all gone? Xiaohai, are you kidding me?" Shen Dinghai swallowed. He was worried about Song Qinian's condition, "I won't joke with you about this kind of thing. I know you are sad, but you must be steady!" Song Qinian lowered his head and was silent for a while, as if he was trying to digest this fact. When he raised his head, his eyes were already red, "Where is Wei Kaiyan now?" The ferocious veins sprouted on his neck. Song Qinian completely lost his usual humorous and elegant appearance, but no one present felt scary. They just felt full of sadness and emotion. Life is such a precious thing, but now because of one person's evil thoughts, so many lives have disappeared, and they will never have the chance to see the sunshine and rain of this world. Song Qinian was heartbroken and angry, but the biggest emotion in his heart was panic. He was afraid that their ghosts would come back to sleep at midnight, and he would not be able to explain to these people.
Most of them were wanderers without family support. Their fate was unfair to them because they were born with disabilities, but now they lost their lives in vain because he was involved in this kind of thing... A feeling of powerlessness filled his body, and he didn't know that anger was useless. No matter what he did, they would never come back. But he had to do something. Song Qinian gritted his teeth, "Where is Wei Kaiyan?!" Shen Dinghai hugged the person regardless, "Uncle Song, please don't get excited. Someone will take care of this scumbag. He will pay for everything he has done!" "What price?! Even if he dies ten thousand times, they won't be able to come back!" Song Qinian's voice was choked with emotion, and he covered his face with his hands. After struggling fiercely, he leaned against Shen Dinghai dejectedly after saying this. Tears flowed down his face, which was slightly weathered by time. "I can't come back...no matter what I do, I can't come back..." Nearly fifty years old, Song Qinian has seen too many things. Nowadays, his emotions rarely fluctuate. His growth has allowed him to bury his youthful, reckless and full of emotions in the past. But this matter was too big, completely beyond the threshold that his emotions could bear. Dozens of lives, what should he pay in return? Song Qinian's body trembled. Shen Dinghai quickly reached out and stroked his back to comfort him. "Uncle Song, you must not blame yourself! You are also a victim of this matter!" Song Qinian's eyes were red and bloodshot, "An unharmed victim?! If it weren't for me as a victim, they would still be fine now!" Seeing that Song Qinian was getting more and more excited, he sighed slowly. She stepped forward and said concisely, "I'm sorry." The green-white fingertips tapped lightly, and before Song Qinian could react, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"Anger is extremely harmful to the body. It would be better for Mr. Song to take a rest first." Shen Dinghai looked at Ran Ran gratefully, his voice a little choked, "cousin..." "Okay, the purpose of our coming is to help Mr. Song. Now this matter has nothing to do with us, let's go." She slowly lowered her eyelashes. She could understand people's violent fluctuations in emotions, but she was really not good at dealing with them. She had a vague feeling that after the seal was released, her emotions became even more indifferent. Shen Dinghai naturally obeyed Ran Ran's instructions. He nodded, handed Song Qinian to Qin Yan for the time being, and then immediately ran downstairs to see the situation of Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen. There seemed to be nothing unusual about the two of them, but Ranran arrived later and used spiritual power to wake them up respectively. Shen Dinghai took off his coat and worked for a while, then helped others and walked out, "I will explain what you two elders want to know later. Now let's leave this place." As long as he thought of dozens of lives disappearing silently in such a huge manor, Shen Dinghai couldn't help but feel terrified. Death turned out to be so close to him. Mrs. Shen, whose eyes were covered by white silk, stretched out her hands and kept groping, "Xiao Hai, you must at least tell mom why you are blindfolded." Shen Dinghai glanced at the dark red blood that was almost solidified on the soles of his feet, and tried to keep his voice calm. "The environment here is not very good now. I'm afraid you may have nightmares after watching it at night. Your sleep quality is not good to begin with, so don't worry about it." There was only one piece of white silk, and Mr. Shen's treatment was correspondingly much worse. He only had Shen Dinghai's coat covering his head. In fact, he could have reached out and opened his coat, but there is a saying that goes well: listen to others and eat enough. What's more, the person who said this was his own son, so Mr. Shen naturally obeyed. And he did find an abnormality. Even if his head was covered, the fishy smell coming from his nose could not be ignored. He could not imagine what it would be like in a place filled with such a smell. Soon the group stepped onto the square, and Qin Yan was the last one carrying Song Qinian on his back. Ran Ran noticed and reached out to wake up Song Qinian. Qin Yan was startled, obviously not expecting Ran Ran to wake him up so quickly. "I'm not very tired. I can still hold on. I can let Mr. Song rest a little longer." Ran Ran glanced at the beads of sweat on Qin Yan's forehead and said calmly: "He just needs a little buffer time." "No matter what happened, sooner or later he had to accept it." After the words fell, Song Qinian slowly opened his eyes. The red layer under his eyes had not receded, and coupled with his pale face, he looked extremely haggard. In front of the empty square is a bleak green maze, and the gorgeous platinum castle has been left behind. The huge manor has long since lost its light pink gauze. Perhaps everyone is used to seeing it before, but they can't help but feel uncomfortable. After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Song Qinian curled up his lips sadly. All this was new to Song Qinian, but it also confirmed one thing for him. "It's not a dream..." Qin Yan looked at Ran Ran at a loss, then turned around and calmly met Song Qinian's eyes, "Please cheer up."
Song Qinian's lips trembled, "I really don't know how to cheer up... I don't know how to face all this..." "Now it's not a question of how you face it, it's a question of what you have to face." "It's okay to feel pain, it means you are still alive, and being alive is the most beautiful thing in the world." "The reason why you cannot accept so many deaths is because you feel that life is precious and cannot be repeated. Then you should cherish your own life even more." Ran Ran's tone was calm and there was no sincere expectation, but Song Qinian listened to it all. He was silent for a long time, and a little light slowly rose in his eyes. "I really want to know what to do. I want to use the value of my individual life to create greater value for society and the world." Seeing this, Ran Ran nodded with satisfaction, "If you have the strength now, you can try walking around the manor by yourself." "It's a sad place, and no matter what you do with it, I'm sure you'll never come back again." Song Qinian staggered to the ground. He looked around and saw heart-shaped designs. "Human love... can create all of this, and it can also be destroyed easily." Ran Ran knew in her heart that he was not just talking about Xinxin Manor, and immediately lowered her eyelashes. "Are you going to knock down the manor and rebuild it?" Song Qinian shook his head. He looked much older at this time. "Keep it, even if no one comes to see it." "It's like telling the world that they have been here before."