Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"If we don't leave, Qiuqiu will be very anxious." Song Yi looked at the absent-minded Qiuqiu in a funny way, and Qiuqiu smiled gratefully at her, "Yes, I have some time."

"Grandma Grandma is right, my fox heart is going to be taken out."

"Why?" She was a little confused, and then Qiuqiu explained, "Because it is already connected to my heart."

Suddenly the chill came out, and Bo Chengcheng was the first to be surprised, "What does it mean to be connected to your heart?"

"Grandma Grandma has indeed placed her fox heart in my body, but I must die when it is taken out."

Bo Yesheng also frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. No wonder Qiuqiu had a calm face from the beginning to the end. Maybe she had understood her fate from the beginning. It was really sad and pitiful.

"So, Miss Song, please take me out. I will know if he is his reincarnation as soon as I see him."

"it is good."

Song Yi had no reason to refuse. If someone risked her own life, what else could she say? The current time was exactly one week, no more, no less, just right. If it were later, she didn't know what would happen.

Song Yi took Qiuqiu out, but Qiuqiu wanted to appear in the public eye in the form of a cat. Although Qiuqiu found it strange, she had nothing to be ashamed of and agreed.

"Qiuqiu, do you know where to look?"

This question stopped Qiuqiu. Although she could tell if it was that person at first glance, the prerequisite was that she could find that person.

"Forget it, do you still remember his name and birthday in his previous life?"

"Remember!"

How could she not remember it when she knew it by heart? "His previous name was Xu Zhi"

Song Yi remembered that the first thing he did when he returned to the courtyard was to burn the name and horoscopes written on his previous life, "Do you need my help?"

Bo Yesheng didn't know when he was at the door. He must have been looking at it for a while. "No, did I wake you up?"

"Can you help?"

She can roughly guess the appearance, personality and height of the other person, but finding it is like finding a needle in a haystack, which is difficult to achieve.

"I can."

Bo Yesheng looked at her seriously, "You can try it if you need."

Just when he was about to leave, Song Yi held him back: "It's not like I haven't tried before."

A few days later

"Wait a minute, you said I can go check it out?"

Looking at the mountains of information in front of her, she was a little overwhelmed. There were too many and she would have a headache. As if he knew what she was thinking, Bo Yesheng just said: "I'll read it for you. There are only three candidates here." It’s more appropriate, you don’t need to look at anything else.”

Song Yi nodded. She didn't expect him to be so particular, so she wouldn't be polite.

Opening a page at random: [Rongchang, young master of the Rong family. 】

What followed was a long list of introductions. After reading the information of these three people, Qiuqiu was a little confused, "I don't quite understand, I feel like they all feel that way."

Qiuqiu was confused. After so long, she thought she could recognize him, but she was still wrong, and it was a big mistake.

"You mean these three people are all possible?" Qiuqiu nodded heavily, "the faces of these three people are all very similar."

"Maybe it's because of the photos. Sometimes there is a certain deviation between the photos and the person."

That's indeed the case. She nodded and ran out of ideas. Their first target was Young Master Rong. Although Qiuqiu could transform into a cat, she could also transform into a human, but it only took a lot of energy. But she doesn't care, this is a hurdle in his heart, and he can't get over it no matter what.

"Rongchang has congenital autism and will not go out easily."

Bo Yesheng said: "If you really want to meet this person, the only way is to pretend to be a psychiatrist."

"There have been many psychiatrists who have come in and out in the past few years, ranging from ordinary to top psychiatrists, but none of them can cure Rongchang's disease."

This was a good idea. The two nodded to express their understanding.

"In this way, I will give you a channel to enter. Let's make an appointment tomorrow."

Bo Yesheng deserves to have a member of the Bo family behind him, and anything he does can be settled. Rongchang has liked painting since he was a child. When he grew up, he liked to stay at home and never go anywhere, even for his studies. Gradually it began to become deserted.

A psychologist once said that the paintings he painted were caused by severe trauma in his heart, which caused him to be psychologically distorted, but he was kicked out by Rong's mother.

There is no other reason. Rongchang is a very introverted person, and most of his words are full of childishness, so they are not like what the so-called psychiatrist said.

"Mrs. Rong, this is Dr. Song who was recently transferred to the Bo family." The secretary introduced her to Rong's mother. By the way, she also talked about Qianqian's successful experience and placed a dozen documents in front of her. These documents were all real. Yes, so Rong’s mother believed it very much,

Song Yi plays a psychiatrist, and Qiuqiu is held in her arms, as quietly as a doll.

"Doctor Song."

"Are you a cat?"

There was worry and some displeasure in Rong's mother's eyes. Song Yi had already known Rong's mother before coming here. She hated small animals, so no animals were allowed to enter.

"This cat has human nature, I think it will be of some help to her."

After hearing that it was helpful to her son, she stopped talking nonsense. No matter what kind of treatment, he was willing to try it. As long as her son could return to normal, she was willing to do anything.

They entered the room smoothly. Rongchang was painting now. He was painting so enthusiastically that he didn't notice the people coming into the room at all. Maybe he was used to people entering his room, so he didn't make any noise. No fuss.

"Look, is this the person you are looking for?"

Qiuqiu stared at its big watery eyes, and Rongchang seemed to feel its gaze and looked back at it.

"no."

It shook its head. Although Rongchang's serious look was very similar to him, no matter how you put it, it was not him. "Okay."

Seeing Rongchang like this, she didn't think he was autistic, and felt a little less alive.

"Weirdly, he looks a lot like him."

Qiuqiu observed for a while and was suddenly shocked. She couldn't figure out why she felt that he was similar to that person even though she couldn't feel any breath.

As soon as Qiuqiu appeared, Rongchang's attention was attracted and he touched his cat, combing it carefully. Qiuqiu meowed comfortably, she really was.

(End of this chapter)