The family of three targeted by Fan Jialuo was chatting with several guests at this time. The middle-aged man glared at the young woman, who quickly took out a box of gold business cards from her bag, bowed, and handed them out. A guest with a large head took the opportunity to touch her hand, but she just narrowed her eyes and smiled without getting angry. She seemed to be used to this kind of life.
The teenager couldn’t interfere with the adults’ world and kept shouting about going home. The middle-aged man patiently coaxed him with a few words, and then asked the lady to take him to the dining table to eat. The two walked away hand in hand, laughing and joking intimately, but when they arrived at the food, the boy put his hands in his pocket and stood to the side like an old lord. All he needed to do was move his lips during the whole process. The young woman helped him to pick out whatever he liked to eat, and helped him to de-shell a few shrimps and crabs, pick out the meat, and dip it in the sauce.
The young man was very satisfied as he ate, but the young woman sat to the side and waited on him. Occasionally, she’d pick up a dish or order a drink, her words and deeds exactly like a doting mother.
Song Rui said, “She is not that child’s mother. From a biological point of view, they do not have the slightest similarity, and from a psychological point of view, the child is clearly in the dominant position, and the woman is trying her best to please the child, completely bereft of maternal love. These three people should be a temporary family.”
Fan Jialuo nodded and said, “Dr. Song, your eyesight is very sharp. They are indeed not a family, because I know the child’s biological mother.”
As soon as he spoke, the teenager, who had finished eating the food on the plate, called out to the young woman, calling her “mom,” and asked her to bring some more dessert. Song Rui smiled, shook his head, and said, “Then the mother you know must be quite sad.”
“But she doesn’t think she’s sad, and she’s even going to do something even sadder.” Fan Jialuo walked over to the middle-aged man with a solemn expression.
Song Rui followed him immediately and asked quietly, “What did you sense?”
“I sense a strong aura of death.” When Fan Jialuo walked up to the middle-aged man, he was talking on the phone with an impatient tone. “Qu Xianfen, have you finally figured it out?” He had originally blocked his wife, and only unblocked her after seeing the text message she sent agreeing to the divorce.
“You agree to divorce? Qu Xianfen, are you kidding? Even if you don’t agree, what joint property do you have that you can take from me? Let me tell you, the world changed a long time ago. If you bring nothing to a marriage, you will leave with nothing when you get divorced. What’s yours is yours, and you can’t take even a penny of what isn’t yours! Pre-marital property is protected by law. As everyone knows, I am not afraid of you in court! So what if you serve my parents, isn’t that what you wanted? Our son, wasn’t it you who insisted on having a son? Whatever, I don’t want to argue with you, I’m still busy here.”
The man was about to hang up the phone, but the woman’s attitude suddenly sharpened, and she said something softly.
The man’s impatient expression finally eased, and he snickered. “Okay, I will go home with Kai Kai after the party. You want to meet Li Lan? Okay, I’ll satisfy your wish. After meeting her, you’ll understand the difference between you two.”
The man looked at his mistress and son sitting nearby with a smug smile on his face. However, his phone was soon jerked away by an unfamiliar young man.
“Huh, who are you?” The man was furious.
However, the young man just glanced at his call records, placed the phone back in his jacket pocket, and left without saying a word. The noble man who was following the young man smiled and nodded at the middle-aged man, but his dark gaze was full of warning.
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The two people’s backgrounds were certainly not small. They just took his phone and looked at it, but didn’t make any trouble, so forget it. The man often participated in this sort of vanity fair, so he naturally knew who he could provoke and who he must avoid, and quickly chose to swallow his anger.
Fan Jialuo couldn’t sense other people’s inner world at all times, so he had to get Qu Xianfen’s phone number directly from her husband. He walked to an empty balcony and began to call her repeatedly, but no one picked up.
Seeing his brows knit in worry, Song Rui asked quietly, “What happened?”
“A tragedy is happening, and I’m trying to stop it.” Fan Jialuo pointed to the middle-aged man and said, “Death energy.” Pointing to the young woman and the teenager, he said succinctly, “All of them have death energy.”
Song Rui understood and suggested, “Send her a text message. If she has her notifications on, the message will appear on her screen.”
Fan Jialuo nodded and began to type out a message. He first sent: [Ms. Qu, this is Fan Jialuo. Please think twice.]
There was no movement on the other end, so he added: [Mr. Qu, don’t give up and let yourself fall into hell.]
Although he only waited for four or five seconds, it felt much longer. He didn’t know what was happening on the other end. Maybe she saw it but didn’t want to pay attention to it, or maybe she didn’t see it at all.
Fan Jialuo thought for a while, then persuaded: [There is no need to keep such a marriage. You can choose to divorce and start a new life. You have hands and feet, so you can support yourself. If you don’t bravely take the first step, how do you know that you can’t do it?]
After saying these words, he placed the phone on the round table and didn’t touch it. After waiting for several minutes, there was still no response from the other side, while the faces of the man, young woman, and teenager all showed a thicker death energy, almost covering their faces.
Fate was often like this. No matter how many words of persuasion you say or how much you try to help, what should happen will still eventually happen. God only saved those who tried to save themselves, this saying was universally true. Qu Xianfen was not going to save herself, so it didn’t matter who tried to persuade her. Don’t fall into hell, and don’t give up on starting a new life, these were all empty words. She had already lived in hell for more than ten years, so what was so scary about descending into a deeper level of hell? She was actually delighted and looked forward to being able to drag everyone into hell with her.
Fan Jialuo wanted to sigh, but he held back in the end, and simply stroked his thin, dry lips with his slender fingertips.
Song Rui picked up his phone and said slowly, “Tell me about the general situation, and I’ll see if there’s anything I can do.”
After thinking for a moment, Fan Jialuo briefly summarized, “A desperate housewife, conflict with her in-laws, conflict with her child, conflict with her husband, divorce leaving her with nothing, a mistress interfering, relatives are dead, and nowhere to go.”
The more Song Rui listened, the higher his eyebrows were raised. He seemed to want to laugh, but held back after seeing the young man’s serious expression. He pretended to sigh with pity. “Then she is really miserable. She has nowhere to go, so she is ready to die together with them?” He didn’t even have to think to guess what the ongoing tragedy was. The same tragedy was playing out in different corners of the world. This was a dilemma women faced after losing their independence.
“I’ll call the police.” Song Rui dialed 110.
However, Fan Jialuo gently pressed down on the back of his hand. “I’ll try again. Those people aren’t worth going to jail over.”
Song Rui held the young man’s hand back and agreed with a smile. In fact, he knew that it was useless to call the police now. Her main target was still at the banquet, and nothing had happened yet. The police could only return home, and might even turn around and accuse them of false reporting. It was even more useless for them to rush back and stop her. Since she had made up her mind to die, even if she was stopped once, there would be a second attempt. It didn’t make a difference whether she died to her own hand or while dragging others to die together, because they couldn’t keep an eye on her all the time.
This was why there was a saying in the world—the poor are afraid of the cruel, the cruel are afraid of the desperate, and the desperate are afraid of death. The best thing to do was avoid such desperate people.
However, the young man obviously wouldn’t avoid them. No matter whether he could change her fate or not, if he didn’t try, he would never get over the hurdle in his heart. In fact, he didn’t accept that his ability was very limited. He could say that “fate is like a train that cannot be diverted” and so on, and he understood more than anyone that fate was irreversible. However, he would still fight against it time and time again, so stubborn and persistent that Song Rui, who was normally hard-hearted, had no way of abandoning him.
“How was her childhood? Was she happy? Did her parents treat her well?” Song Rui let go of the young man’s hand and took out a pen and paper.
Fan Jialuo didn’t understand why he asked, but he still said what he had sensed, “Her childhood was very happy, and this part of her memory was always stored in the brightest place in her heart, the spiritual core supporting her.”
“Who was she closest to? Her father, mother, or another elder?” Song Rui asked while quickly taking notes.
“She had a very close relationship with her mother and grandmother, and her fondest memory was when she was sandwiched between them, playing the piano with six hands. She laughed very happily at that time.” Fan Jialuo closed his eyes and recalled the scene, as if her memories had also become his, causing him to blossom with a joyful smile.
Song Rui, who had been quickly taking notes, paused and stared at the young man’s innocent and naive expression with a smile for a long time, his thoughts at a standstill. When the young man’s eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes, Song Rui had already looked away, quickly scratching something down in his notebook before saying slowly, “You should send this message to her.”
“Hmm?” Fan Jialuo took the notebook and saw a simple sentence written on it: [Qu Xianfen, perhaps your mother and grandmother are watching you from heaven at this moment.]
Fan Jialuo’s eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the phone and sent the sentence over.
There was still no response from the other side, but after carefully checking the faces of the “family of three,” Fan Jialuo smiled and sighed. “She gave up.”
Song Rui nodded, noncommittal.
However, Fan Jialuo raised his head and stared at him, saying earnestly, “Dr. Song, you are a very peculiar person. You know, my ability may seem very powerful, and when I begin to absorb someone’s energy, I can easily hit their weak point and identify their sore spot, with them unable to hide anything. This is because their soul is transparent to me, so I can see their scars, their injuries, their flowing blood, and festering pus clearly. However, once they leave the range I can absorb, their heart will completely sink into darkness, and it will be like I was originally standing in bright light, but was suddenly plunged into night. My eyesight will become pitch black, and I can’t see anything because I relied too much on my ability, which is a common problem for the vast majority of spiritual beings. Once we lose our abilities, we are actually no different from ordinary people, helplessly waiting to die. But you’re different. Your ability can be used at any time because you don’t depend on it, but you really control it.”
Song Rui leaned forward and asked, “So what? Have you changed your mind about me? Am I still an unbearable block of ice?”
Fan Jialuo smiled and leaned back in the chair, saying sincerely, “Not anymore. Dr. Song, I’m glad I met you.”
“It seems that we have reached an agreement for the first time. I am also very glad I met you.” Song Rui extended his hand.
Fan Jialuo placed his cold hand over his hot one and gently shook it a few times. The two had known each other for several months, but they didn’t truly look at each other until today. The rivalry and war of words in the past had now turned into mutual understanding and appreciation.
“You always know how to tug at a person’s most vulnerable heartstrings, which is better than many psychics,” Fan Jialuo praised.
Song Rui held the young man’s hand tightly before slowly letting it go, explaining quietly, “This is just a simple psychological analysis. I learned from you that Ms. Qu Xianfen’s life was so bad that almost none of the people or objects around her made her happy, so it didn’t matter if she destroyed them all. If you tried to persuade her with what she has now or what she will have in the future, of course it won’t move her heart, as she thinks of herself as a person with no present or future. However, her past is beautiful, and she carefully treasures it in the cleanest corner of her heart. She can’t allow anyone or anything to defile it, including herself. She is a person with normal morals and knows that the acts she is about to commit is a crime and ugly. So at this time, if you take her most beautiful moment to collide with her present ugliness, she will definitely back down, because if she doesn’t, it’s tantamount to smashing the beauty with her own hands. She definitely wouldn’t be able to bear it.”
Fan Jialuo listened attentively and lightly applauded when it was over, his eyes shining with admiration. He never regarded himself as a superior being due to his special ability. On the contrary, he respected and admired anyone who achieved something in his field.
Realizing that the young man admired him, Song Rui couldn’t help but cover his face. Of course, he wouldn’t cover his entire face, as that would cause him to look embarrassed, so he just covered his lips and chin, which would cause him to appear more chic and stylish.
The two sat in the corner and chatted. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and they completely forgot how eager they were to leave the glamorous and noisy venue of fame and fortune just now.
At the same time, Qu Xianfen’s hand was shaking as she poured a bottle of pills into the toilet. After pouring them out, she immediately flushed the toilet. She flushed again and again, making sure nothing was missed. Only then did she sit down beside the toilet and slap herself hard on the back of her hand.
“Are you crazy? How could you do such a thing? Are you still your grandma’s little girl? Are you still your mom’s little padded jacket“? How could you become so horrible?” She slapped the back of her hand until it was red and swollen. When she was done, she lifted her head and looked into the void, choking out, “Grandma, Mom, I’m sorry, I let you down! I will never do this again! No matter how hard it is, I will definitely persevere! But I am really tired. I don’t think I can hold on anymore. How nice it would be if I died of exhaustion…”
No one responded to her words, and a short while later, her mother-in-law’s vicious tirade rang out from outside the door instead. “You’ve fallen down the toilet, haven’t you? Get out of there quickly! I told you not to flush after using the toilet, so as not to waste water. What do you mean by flushing so many times? You can waste my son’s money just because you don’t make any, right?”
“Wasteful bitch, you’re doing it again! Qu Xianfen, come out here!” Her father-in-law’s abuse soon joined. This was Qu Xianfen’s daily routine. She really couldn’t go on living like this for another day, but she couldn’t let her mother and grandmother in heaven down.
What could she do? When would such a painful and difficult day ever end? Such cries echoed in her wounded heart, and in the hearts of countless women who were threatened by domestic violence, but powerless to fight back.
Thanks for the chapter ❤️💔
The husband want a divorce but will give her not even a cent? Is he going to drive her to yhe streets? Shameless.
Ty for the chapter 💜💜💜💜
Woah, is this the first time FJ was so open about himself as a spiritual being? Curious as to how QX will break free from her situation.
I hope she can leave the situation she is in. I thought for a moment that Fan Jialuo was saying that there was no hope any longer for her.
Thank you so much for all the wonderful chapters. I truly adore how this story doesn’t shy away from the pain, it delves deep even, and reminds us all of the darkness of humanity. But there’s so many wonderful brights spots to counter it, it’s truly lovely!
I like how FJL was portrayed so… vulnerable in this chapter? I like that he realizes that he can’t depend on his power all the time and actually tries to grow as a person. Idk, I just love him as a character
Hehehehe~ I’m back again, reading where I left it behind. Sheesh~