Chapter 552 Bucket List

Chen Zhichu repeated the same action expressionlessly. When he heard Li Jingshen muttering beside him, he felt his ears buzzing, and the noise made it impossible to quiet down.

"Bang——" With a sudden explosion, Shen Zhichu directly squeezed a balloon in his hand and burst it.

"Will you please shut up and not bring up the past?"

Li Jingshen bit his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "But now I can only recall the past..."

"You know who always loves to reminisce about the past and bring it up frequently?" Shen Zhichu scoffed and answered to himself, "Someone who's about to die."

“Chen Zhichu, what if I say I’m dying?”

"Then when will you die? Don't just talk and do nothing." Shen Zhichu looked at him coldly, his eyes as cold as if he was facing an enemy.

Seeing that Li Jingshen was still so energetic, she began to doubt whether the diagnosis sent to her mobile phone some time ago was fake.

Li Jingshen was stunned, staring at the exploded balloon in a daze.

He thought, how good Shen Zhichu was to him in the past. She knew his favorite flavors and took great pains to learn how to cook. Even though she knew he wouldn't even try it, she still insisted on cooking for 1,364 days and waited for him quietly. Even if he just looked at her, she would feel satisfied.

She was too busy with work every day. When winter came, her hands were so cold that they trembled and even her signature was stiff, but she was able to endure the cold and knit a scarf for him.

He has a bad temper, and she always gives in to him, even if he uses her as a tool to vent his anger.

The pain of stomach cancer was so severe that she vomited blood. In order to leave him peacefully, she refused to mention it.

The more he thought about how good Shen Zhichu had been to him in the past, the more he couldn't help but think about how bad he had been to Shen Zhichu.

Perhaps it is just as Chen Zhichu said, only people who are about to die like to think about the past. After all, once a person is dead, they can’t think about it even if they want to.

When she got married that year, Shen Zhichu took care of everything by herself. It was a simple wedding, and the media was invited. She blew up 520 balloons by herself, stuck them in every corner of the room, and tied them to the railings.

She wrapped 1,314 red envelopes and 1,314 packages of wedding candies, all by herself. Her fingers became sore from thinking about it while doing it.

It’s not that she can’t afford to hire someone, but she feels that doing these things herself might be more meaningful.

Shen Zhichu popped a balloon and threw it away, not wanting to do it again.

There are not so many meaningful things. It all depends on whether you are willing to do them. If you are not willing to do them, no matter how meaningful they are, they will be meaningless.

When the hardships are over and happiness comes, who would still be willing to talk about the road ahead?

He didn't blow up many balloons, just for the sake of showing his appreciation. Li Jingshen cut some paper and pasted it on the window in the shape of a cat, which looked very similar to Nian Nian.

It’s a beautiful red color, but it makes my eyes hurt if I stare at it for too long.

——Li Jingshen, when we have children in the future, if it’s a girl, we’ll name her Sui Sui, and if it’s a boy, we’ll name him Jin Chao. We’ll also raise a cat named Niannian, which means there will be fish every year and peace every year.

later……

I can no longer eat fish every year, and there is no Sui Sui today.

Without Shen Zhichu's participation, Li Jingshen worked all night and finally finished it the next morning.

There are still a few days until Christmas, so there is no rush. He stayed up so late as if he was preparing for something.

…….

Shen Zhichu didn't receive a reply to the text message she sent to Bai Qiujing. She was inexplicably uneasy. She got up from the bed, her right eyelid twitching wildly. She sat up and raised her hand to gently pat her eyelid, trying to stop the twitch.

Li Jingshen came in and saw Shen Zhichu holding her forehead. He thought she had a headache and came over to ask her, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

My eyelids twitched a few times before finally calming down.

"Li Jingshen." Shen Zhichu opened his mouth and called him.

Li Jingshen responded: "What's the matter?" Nothing, Shen Zhichu would not call his name, that's the reality.

Shen Zhichu smiled: "I still remember the words you said when you hugged my body when I died..."

She had never told anyone that she had become a spirit after her death, but she suddenly brought it up this time because she suddenly wanted to see Bai Qiujing.

"You said that if I lived, you would obey me in everything, even letting me go, and you would be willing to do it, but you haven't kept your promise yet."

Shen Zhichu has a very good memory. She can remember many things vividly, as if it happened yesterday.

Whenever she was injured and went to the hospital, she could see the regretful expression on Li Jingshen's face, but in the blink of an eye he would repeat the same mistake.

Every time I am serious, every time I am taught a lesson, every time I am shaken, every time I am soft-hearted, every time I am wronged, every time I am unwilling, every time I am sad, every time I am tortured, every time I am heartbroken, every time I make a mistake, every time I am forgiven, every time I am serious, every time I am thrown away, every time I am treated perfunctorily, every time I don’t learn my lesson, every time I deserve it.

"That's right, I forgot. You, Mr. Li, are the one who could lie to the Godfather. Now that you have tasted retribution, you will not be responsible for what you said in the past." Shen Zhichu smiled, with unspeakable sarcasm in his smile.

Li Jingshen asked: "Do you really want to leave me?"

"I never wanted to stay with you."

Li Jingshen was neither angry nor sad because of Shen Zhichu's words.

"I can't keep you for long, Shen Zhichu. I'll let you go after you spend Christmas Eve with me. This time it's true. I won't lie to you. You also know my physical condition."

Shen Zhichu then raised his eyes and looked at him: "What are the conditions? Tell me."

She absolutely did not believe that Li Jingshen could let her go so easily. It was not like his style if there was no conspiracy behind it.

Shen Zhichu was really scared by Li Jingshen's deception, so much so that she didn't believe him when he said he was dying.

Li Jingshen looked at her silently for a few seconds, then walked out of the room, took a list and put it on the bed.

"There's only a week left until Christmas Eve. You have to accompany me to complete these things this week. If you leave, I will definitely not stop you, and I will not harm anyone around you."

Shen Zhichu didn't take it, but stared at it carefully, looking at the wish list of about twenty items.

One third has been done, with two thirds left. The ones marked with a hook in front have been completed. Those are exactly what Li Jingshen did when he brought Chen Zhichu back to J City.

Date like a normal couple, take her home, ride a bike to the cemetery to see his parents, and prepare for Christmas together...

Later on, we will cook together, choose rings, wear wedding dresses... and spend Christmas Eve together.

After seeing this, Shen Zhichu frowned. How could Li Jingshen have the nerve to think about such things?

The thought of wearing a wedding dress for Li Jingshen made her feel uncomfortable, so Shen Zhichu crumpled the list into a ball of paper and threw it at Li Jingshen's face. How heavy could a piece of paper be? Throwing it at Li Jingshen's face wouldn't hurt at all.

But Li Jingshen still tilted his face slightly, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"Is it necessary? Li Jingshen, do you think it makes sense for us to do this?"

"It may not mean anything to you, but it means something to me." This is not a wish list, but his last wish. Li Jingshen is not a person who likes to ask for things by being pitiful. He pretends to be cold and hard on the outside, but in fact his heart is like a dried stone, which can be washed away by a little water without even being squeezed by hands.

The more lost I feel, the more I want to use brutal means to get that sense of fulfillment.

"I promise you, as long as you accompany me to complete this, I will let you go. But if you don't agree, then you must stay by my side forever. Although I am seriously ill, medicine is advanced now. I am vomiting less and less blood now. Maybe I can be saved if I hold on a little longer. When you were in the late stage of gastric cancer, foreign countries were able to develop anti-cancer drugs. Maybe I can too."

Shen Zhichu came to Li Jingshen on her own initiative because she knew from the text message that he was dying. She was worried that Li Jingshen, this madman, would take someone else with him when he died.

She is now staying here quietly to waste time with him because he is about to die. Human life is like a candle, some flicker on and off, some are weak but can burn to the end, and some burn vigorously but also briefly.

At least for now, her candle seemed longer than Li Jingshen's and could burn longer. This was the only way she could beat Li Jingshen.

But what if Li Jingshen can’t die?

Shen Zhichu didn't dare to gamble, didn't dare to gamble on who would live longer, and didn't dare to gamble on whether Li Jingshen's words this time were true.

"I don't believe you, and I don't dare to believe you." Shen Zhichu paused, his voice cold, "But I've already died once, and I'm not afraid of dying again in front of you."