Chapter 142 Panic and Anxiety, Marionette on Strings

Lou Qing stood outside the gate of the courtyard and saw the house number. There was a small note on the ground, and she picked it up and opened it, which contained the address of this courtyard.
Confusion and doubt filled her heart, "Who is it?"
She wanted to know who wrote this address, but before she could continue to think, the scenery in front of her changed again.
The small courtyard was engulfed in a blazing fire, burning brighter and brighter, dyeing half of the sky red with flames.
In the crumbling house, Lu Qing barely saw Fu Xingyu with his face blackened by smoke, and the seductive yet extremely calm sister, both with blood on their faces, through the extremely hot flames.
She did not see her own figure and the pillar that supported the house collapsed, about to bury both of them.
"No."
Lu Qing wanted to rush into the fire, but the scene in front of her froze and shattered in an instant, with countless shards of glass attacking her eyes.
It was no longer a matter of not being able to feel pain. Liu Qing's brain was a mess but could still clearly sense the pain of her eyes being punctured countless times, making her almost faint.
She couldn't open her eyes, and her limbs felt restrained. Struggling at this moment also became futile. In front of her was pitch black, and in a daze, she heard the voice of Little Fish.
"Lu Qing, Lu Qing, Lu Qing..."
Fu Xingyu called again and again, but couldn't wake up Lu Qing. He held her struggling body tightly, and saw that this time her reaction was even stronger than before. He regretted not stopping her just now.
Release his arm around her and gently place her on the sofa, picking up his phone and lingering his finger over Fu Tang's number for a long time without dialing.
He wanted to take her to the hospital, but he was afraid it would harm her. Her current dream is unknown, and he does not know what he should do to wake her up.
Fu Xingyu stretched out his hand and hugged his head. He could only sit helplessly, unable to do anything for her. Helplessness and the unknown made him panic and uneasy for the first time, even more than when he was in a life-threatening situation before, suppressing his imminent emotions from bursting out.
He suddenly felt that from knowing each other until now, Lu Qing understands him very well, while he knows very little about her.
The feeling of restraint disappeared, and her body felt light, as if floating in the air. The pain in her eyes clearly told her what had just happened. Lu Qing raised and then lowered her hand, thinking that her eyes should be a bloody mess by now.
Many fragments appeared in my mind, and the pain also dissipated by half.
"Honey, since this child's arrival has also given birth to our baby, let's adopt her, so that our baby won't be lonely easily."
"You can say whatever you want, we're not short of money."
"Honey, look at those two, they are both smiling, so adorable. What should we name them?"
"You can come up with a name."
"As the sun rises, it is morning; as the moon appears, it is evening. I will be with you morning and evening. Your sister will be called Lu Chaomu, so let's just call you Lu Qing."
……
Lu Qing gradually regained consciousness, as if she had been dreaming for a long time, yet experiencing it personally.
Youthful and beautiful women, as well as a steady and affectionate husband and father. Also, a cold and indifferent older sister.
She still hasn't fully adjusted to the recovery of those lost memories. The fragments from when her sister and she were abducted remain blank.
She didn't know what this meant, why her memory suddenly recovered and yet was missing a piece.
Behind her, it felt like she was being controlled by thin strings, just like a puppet on strings.
"Will meet you in person, my experiment."
"Although it was a gentle female voice, Lu Qing felt a chill down his back."