Lu Yan covered her mouth and looked at Shen Kuo in shock. Shen Kuo also frowned.

Jian Hongliang seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time. Once he opened the conversation, he could not close it. He continued: "This little girl was at home at that time. Here, she was standing there."

He pointed to the balcony opposite the living room: "Standing there, holding her doll, watching her mother jump from the building, she was so frightened that she didn't even cry. Behind her, the neighbor called the police and called an ambulance.

, my brain has been knocked out, can I still be saved, but there is no hope..."

Jian Hongliang talked about his wife's suicide in an understatement, but Lu Yan felt horrified.

"Uncle...aunt, why did she commit suicide? There must be a reason."

"How did I know? She is mentally ill. She is really ill."

"What is the disease?"

Shen Kuo frowned. He didn't understand why Lu Yan had to break the sand jar to ask the truth. Speaking of which, it was quite abrupt for her to come so hastily today.

Lu Yan doesn't seem like someone who would do such a thing, there must be a reason.

Although Shen Kuo had doubts in his heart, he did not interrupt her, but analyzed: "Could it be a mental illness?"

Jian Hongliang said nonchalantly: "When I was introduced to her for marriage, I didn't say that there was something wrong with her brain. After giving birth to the baby, she cried every day like a lunatic, saying that I was not good to her and that she would live or die."

"Did Auntie develop these symptoms only after she gave birth to the child?"

"Anyway, I didn't notice it when we got married. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been taken advantage of!"

…

When I came out of Jian Hongliang's house, the sky was overcast and night had fallen.

Lu Yan seemed to have been thinking about Jian Hongliang's words and murmured: "What kind of disease will occur after giving birth to a child?"

"depression."

"ah?"

He looked at Lu Yan and said calmly: "Crying every day, looking for life and death, these are all manifestations of depression, but the man didn't understand these, so he thought there was something wrong with her brain and did not treat her in time."

"how do you know?"

"There used to be a family living across from our house. The aunt suffered from depression. Her symptoms were similar to your grandmother's. I met her several times. Once, the woman acted like crazy. She ran out and banged her head against the wall. She hit her head.

The blood is flowing, such a scene, if I see it once, I will never forget it in this life."

Shen Kuo said lightly: "This kind of severe depression is easy to commit suicide, and it is obviously familial."

"What, what do you mean?"

"It may be hereditary."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan's feet suddenly fell into the air. If Shen Kuo hadn't quickly hugged her with his eyes and hands, she would have rolled down the narrow and steep corridor.

Shen Kuo frowned: "What's going on? You don't look at the road?"

Lu Yan seemed to have lost her soul and murmured: "Severe depression... can be inherited, so Jian Yao..."

There is also depression!

The truth seems to slowly surface, revealing the tip of the iceberg.

As soon as Shen Kuo let go of her hand, the little girl's body fell down, as if all her strength had been drained away.

He had no choice but to take off his schoolbag and put it on the ground, helped her sit on the edge of the stairs, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Shen Kuo, she has depression..." She clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, her whole body was shaking, and even her voice couldn't help but tremble when she spoke.

"She has depression!"

Her tears fell uncontrollably: "I never knew, no one told me, they all didn't tell, they hid it from me... My dad also hid it from me..."

Never say.

Everything about my mother, her illness, her death... they didn't say a word.

Shen Kuo suddenly understood. He frowned slightly, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with the palm of his hand, hugged her distressedly, and softly comforted her in her ear: "Okay, don't cry."

Lu Yan hugged his neck and choked out of breath.

Everything is clear. The rumors of suicide are not groundless. Her mother passed away due to depression, so committing suicide is logical...

Shen Kuo's heart twisted into a ball and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The last thing he saw was Lu Yan crying.

He hugged her and silently comforted her back.

The little girl had finished crying and wiped her tears on his shoulder.

Shen Kuo's hand fell on her thin shoulder and held it gently: "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. Although depression is hereditary, it is also closely related to the surrounding environment. Your brother loves his girlfriend very much. Maybe he will do it all his life.

It won’t happen.”

She knows that Lu Zhen loves Jian Yao very much, and Jian Yao does not have any signs of depression now, but... Lu Yan knows the future outcome, and she can be sure that Jian Yao's future death will definitely be related to this disease.

How can I save her? How can I save her?

Lu Yan's mind was in a state of confusion.

Shen Kuo sent Lu Yan downstairs, touched her head, and said, "It seems that you are not in the mood to say goodbye to me today. Go home, take a hot bath, have a good rest, and stop thinking about these things."

"Um."

Lu Yan grabbed the corner of his clothes, stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.

Still have to say "goodbye".

Something happened to Jian Yao just a few months after giving birth to her. Jian Yao's mother also suffered from postpartum depression after giving birth to her child. Does this mean...

Shen Kuo's lower lip was suddenly bitten. He felt pain and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yan opened her eyes wide and looked at the young man close at hand, her eyes filled with fear.

If this is the case, as long as Jian Yao doesn't give birth to a baby, as long as Lu Yan doesn't come into this world, will she...

Won't die!
Chapter completed!