Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!

Chapter 295 - 192. The man who was supposed to be in darkness unexpectedly stood in the sunlight and smiled at her (Chapter 3 Part 3)_2

She and Tang Yanqing once speculated whether Rosa had also been a child bride.

Rosa, however, widened her eyes in astonishment and looked at her: "How could my clown force me to do something I don’t like? I don’t know what you’re referring to, but I haven’t experienced anything."

"Then what were you doing during that year?"

"What was I doing? I just told you, I was painting, listening to music, reading. That year I learned a lot, it even influenced my career choices later on. Many of the basic concepts of economics and finance I learned during that year."

Shi Nian was stunned. Could it be that Rosa had not experienced being a child bride but had just quietly and gracefully painted, listened to music, and read?

Could it be that the clown took Rosa away simply to help her escape from an unhappy home? Simply to give her calm happiness?

"Then how did you suddenly return home after a year? And why did you have tears painted on your face, and you didn’t recognize your home or your mother?"

Rosa frowned, seemingly having some difficulty recalling.

"That’s because... a year later, it was the clown festival in my hometown again. I also wanted to be like him, a clown who sweeps away sorrow and only brings joy to the children, so I asked him to help me with the clown makeup. The tears on my face—uh, maybe it’s because I couldn’t forget that I was once a lonely child."

"As for why I couldn’t remember my home and my mom? ... I really don’t know anymore. But to say I didn’t remember isn’t fair, because I clearly felt the house seemed familiar, which is why I went up to knock on the door; I also felt my mom was familiar, which is why I followed her into the house, walked back home."

Shi Nian was full of doubts, couldn’t help but ask: "So before you returned home, did the clown do anything special to you? For example, did he take you to see a psychologist or something?"

If the clown took Rosa away not to harm her; and returning her home after a year was partly Rosa’s own decision, then perhaps her fuzzy memories of home and her mother were deliberately caused by the clown. Maybe it was to erase some of Rosa’s past memories, to prevent her from leading the police to find him or to prevent her from returning to the places she’d been.

Undoubtedly, that would be the clown’s way of self-protection.

And just like Huo Danru had said, achieving such a purpose would require an experienced psychologist.

But Rosa shook her head firmly: "No, I’ve never seen any doctor. During that time I did the same things every day: painting, reading, listening to music. There was nothing special."

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As the day turned to dusk, the police station bustled with officers wrapping up their work and leaving for the day. In small groups, they chatted and laughed, their fatigue mingling with a sense of relief.

Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang had arranged to play ball and asked Tang Yanqing if he wanted to join. Tang Yanqing hummed, "Are there any cute girls?"

Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang exchanged a glance. Jia Tianzi replied helplessly, "Of course there are cute girls. It’s just a shame... not the kind you’re hoping for."

Tang Yanqing rolled his eyes: "Then why even ask if I’ll go?" and turned away, pulling out his phone.

Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang shrugged knowingly at each other, turned silently, and left together.

Tang Yanqing dialed the phone again, raising his eyebrows in frustration while staring at it.

Still unable to reach her, she was still mad at him.

The scene of her angry little face played out in his mind again.

She was truly upset, her cheeks flushed red with anger, staring at him seriously: "Mr. Tang, marrying Xiang Yuan was a completely passive decision for me at the time. It led to four years of a marriage like sleepwalking, which I couldn’t bear to look back on, so I don’t want to encounter the same completely passive situation in my emotional life again."

"My feelings, my partner, are my own choice. I don’t want it to be arranged by others, beyond my power to refuse. I just want to actively choose a person I love, then peacefully, calmly spend the rest of my life. I don’t want to seek power and connections, nor do I dream of a roller-coaster love story, so I definitely don’t want my other half to be someone like you with a bling-bling identity, or like the president with a mysterious background!"

"So I also ask you two, please don’t be so confident in fighting over me, as if my opinion doesn’t matter at all, and just because you say you like me, I will unconditionally accept it!"