Chapter 715: She Committed Suicide

In fact, she could leave alone, leave that small mountain village, or even leave this province. She had hands and feet, and she could make money and survive anywhere. But she never thought of hurting the disabled man in front of her. In her heart, he was already her relative, her only relative without memory.

But she didn't expect that she still had relatives, her children. She wanted to know where her children were and whether they were still alive?

Chen Jiahang saw that her face was still not good, and he was sweating profusely.

He wrote in the little notebook again: "Yanyan, are you really okay?"

He Xiyan glanced at the words he wrote. The sloppy words were completely different from the usual ones, and he could see his anxiety and tension at this time.

She shook her head and told him that she was fine, but her eyes were full of doubts. She suddenly grabbed Chen Jiahang's arm and looked at him straight.

"Where are those bad guys who trafficked me to your village? Do you know?"

He Xiyan's face turned red. She suddenly wanted to know who she was, what happened, and how she was trafficked here.

Chen Jiahang frowned hesitantly. He looked at He Xiyan, as if he was surprised that she would suddenly ask this.

He quickly stepped back and scratched his forehead with his hand, as if he was thinking about something, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

After a while, he wrote: "I don't know either. They come here every spring."

After writing, he shook his head at He Xiyan.

He Xiyan didn't understand why he suddenly showed such a hesitant expression, but at this moment she really wanted to find those people and ask them where she came from and why she was kidnapped.

"Then where did they kidnap me, do you know?"

He Xiyan asked again, and the more she asked, the more anxious she became, and she even began to fear inexplicably, as if it was an instinctive reaction, as if she was rejecting everything she had done before.

Seeing her anxious look, Chen Jiahang became more and more nervous, and even a layer of sweat appeared on his palms.

He took the ballpoint pen, wrote a line on the paper, crossed it out, and then wrote another line. After writing, his forehead was covered with sweat.

He Xiyan frowned in confusion, not understanding why Chen Jiahang had such a strange expression. When she came closer, she found that what he wrote was: "Before I met you, I heard them say that a girl committed suicide by jumping into the sea. They rescued her and she had a brain injury. She might have lost her memory or become a fool. Are they talking about you?"

He Xiyan paused, and her face turned pale when she saw the last word.

She clenched her fingers tightly, and she could feel that her heart was about to burst out of the cavity.

Suicide?

She was rescued by human traffickers after committing suicide?

How could she?

Boom...

The nerves in her head were so painful as if they were bitten by something.

He Xiyan squatted on the ground, holding her head with both hands, and then knocked the back of her head hard.

She bit her lips and tried to remember something, but the more she thought, the more painful her head became.

After a while, her face turned pale.

Chen Jiahang was so scared that he quickly went over and hugged her shoulders. He was a simple-minded man who didn't understand what was wrong with her, why she suddenly asked such a question, and why she would do such a thing.

"Yanyan..." He called her silently, sweating profusely in anxiety.