Chapter 571 Li Jingshen Dies (Part 2)

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why Li Jingshen was acting strangely just now.

He was afraid that he had seen Shen Zhichu downstairs, afraid that she would see his current miserable state, or he didn't know how to face her, after all, he had already let go...so he fled to the elevator in a panic.

Zhao Qian understood that Li Jingshen wanted to talk to him for a while. Li Jingshen had lost his entertainment now, so he usually just talked to Zhao Qian to kill time.

Zhao Qian followed up by asking, "What is Miss Shen doing in the hospital? Are you sick?"

Li Jingshen said hoarsely, "I saw her coming out of the obstetrics and gynecology department."

That means she is pregnant. In fact, there is nothing strange about it. After all, she and Bai Qiujing have been married for several months. It is normal to be pregnant. However, Zhao Qian is a little worried that Li Jingshen has a knot in his heart that is difficult to untie, causing depression.

"Maybe it's to check for other things, not necessarily pregnancy."

Li Jingshen shook his head: "I also saw her carefully protecting her belly. I know her eyes, and I will never forget it." Because he had seen how Shen Zhichu looked when she was pregnant, and she had also been so careful to protect him and her child.

Thinking of the two dead children, one died in his hands before he even knew about it, and the other one was the one he personally signed the abortion agreement and let the doctors and nurses tie Shen Zhichu up and go.

At that time, Shen Zhichu knelt on the ground and begged him not to abort the child, but he did it anyway.

Maybe you didn't care so much the first time, but the second time was really heartbreaking. Killing your own flesh and blood and watching a living life become a dead baby with your own eyes, it is not an exaggeration to say that you feel like you are being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Li Jingshen's mouth was bitter again. His eyes were still fixed on the window as he muttered to himself, "If her and my child were still alive, they would be in elementary school by now."

If the first child was there, he would probably be in junior high school.

It was he who destroyed the happiness that was within his reach.

Zhao Qian couldn't find any words to comfort Li Jingshen.

I thought Li Jingshen would be stuck in the past for a long time because of "Chen Zhichu's pregnancy", but unexpectedly, Li Jingshen acted as if nothing had happened.

After staying in the hospital for one night, he seemed to be in particularly good spirits the next day, and his usually sickly pale face had a bit of rosy color.

Zhao Qian should have been happy to see Li Jingshen in high spirits, but he felt vaguely uneasy.

He remembered that before his grandmother died, she suddenly became energetic and spoke more forcefully. He thought her condition had improved, but she fell asleep quietly in the afternoon and never woke up again.

Li Jingshen's current state is like that of his grandmother before she died. That is a last burst of vitality, not an improvement in her condition.

"Zhao Qian, I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore. Take me back to Bancheng." Li Jingshen's eyes regained their original brightness, but the light was not directed at Zhao Qian, but as if he suddenly thought of something and the idea emanated from inside out.

Zhao Qian nodded in agreement. He did not refuse because he knew that Bancheng was Li Jingshen's home, the new house he and Shen Zhichu had built, and this might be his last time going home.

Zhao Qian placed the wheelchair and helped Li Jingshen sit down. His hands trembled a little after tightening as he pushed back, but he pushed steadily. After helping Li Jingshen into the back seat downstairs, he turned around and went to the driver's seat and drove the car out smoothly.

It took about half an hour to get back to Bancheng. On the way, Li Jingshen said, "Zhao Qian, don't hold a funeral when I die. Bury me in the Li family cemetery so I can be with my parents and have a view of the sea. Let me go in peace."

Zhao Qian was concentrating on driving in front and didn't say a word. Li Jingshen continued talking without caring whether he heard him or not.

"You know about the inheritance, help me deal with it."

"It would be nice if I could see Shen Zhichu's newborn baby. I think it would be very beautiful."

"Tell me, should I buy something for her..." Li Jingshen stopped talking in time, "If she knew it was from me, she would definitely not accept it. It's better to pretend that she doesn't know."

"I don't want to make her unhappy." Li Jingshen's calm voice was a little low.

Zhao Qian didn't say a word along the way. Li Jingshen couldn't catch a cold, so he didn't open the window even though it was stuffy in the car. But somehow, his face was always cold. When they arrived at an intersection and saw a red light, Zhao Qian stopped and wiped his face. His palms were wet. It turned out that he had shed tears without realizing it.

When they reached halfway through the city, Zhao Qian, in order to hide his jealousy, kept his head down and didn't dare to look Li Jingshen in the eye while helping the man down.

Li Jingshen gently pushed his hand away: "I can walk by myself, let me walk back by myself."

His legs felt weak and his steps were unsteady, but he walked back slowly relying on his body's perseverance. He sat on the rocking chair on the balcony where Shen Zhichu usually sat to read. The rocking chair had soft seat and back cushions. Li Jingshen grasped the handle and sat up carefully. The rocking chair swayed like a swing.

He leaned back and tilted his head back. The sunlight was shining brightly at this time. The good sunlight shone clearly on Li Jingshen's face, and the tiny blood vessels under his skin could be seen. His whole body was shrouded in light, with a transparent and fragile feeling that seemed as if it would disappear at any time.

"Zhao Qian, please help me take down the wedding dress hanging in the bedroom."

Zhao Qian went upstairs and soon came down with the wedding dress in her arms. Li Jingshen took it carefully and held it horizontally. The posture was the most standard and beautiful princess hug. From a distance, it seemed as if he was really holding someone in his arms.

He must have mistaken the wedding dress for Shen Zhichu.

"Is summer coming soon?" Li Jingshen asked.

Zhao Qian replied, "It's still a long way off."

Li Jingshen murmured, "Is it far away? Why do I feel like I hear cicadas chirping?"

Zhao Qian said: "You heard wrong, there won't be any cicadas at this time. Cicadas only come out in July, when it's the hottest."

July cicadas don't come out in April.

Li Jingshen remembered a question Shen Zhichu had asked him.

"Li Jingshen, have you ever seen summer cicadas chirping in winter?" With just one sentence, he and Shen Zhichu were doomed to never be together in this life.

Li Jingshen said with a bitter voice: "In the past, I always found the cicadas' chirping annoying in the summer. This year, I really want to hear them... but I can't seem to hear them anymore."

"Zhao Qian, can you tell me how Shen Zhichu is doing recently? I want to know if she is doing well."

Zhao Qian told him everything: "She is living a good life. The Bai family treats her like their own daughter. Bai Qiujing also treats her very well. Miss Shen is indeed pregnant. She is fifteen weeks pregnant and she is having twins." He went to check yesterday to see if Shen Zhichu was pregnant and found out the result easily. The process was not difficult. Money makes things easier.

Zhao Qian told Li Jingshen about Shen Zhichu's recent situation.

Li Jingshen closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "That's good... That's good..."

He repeated these three words over and over in his mouth, from loud to soft, from clear to increasingly vague, and finally became the silent movement of his lips.

He still held the wedding dress tightly in his arms and smiled at the sunshine outside.

He was grateful for meeting Chen Zhichu in his life, grateful for her love for him, grateful for her dedication to him during the four years of their marriage, and grateful for her marrying him.

The sun was shining brightly today, bringing warmth without being too hot. A cool breeze occasionally blew by. He held his wedding dress in his arms, touching the ring on his finger. Three letters were engraved on the inner ring of the ring: szc

He rubbed it gently, as if he wanted to rub the three words into his bones and blood and carve them into his soul.

"Creaky... creaky..." The rocking chair was shaking. Li Jingshen leaned inward, rocking the chair, and his eyes slightly opened a slit to watch the shadow that was about to disappear on the ground.

As expected, when a person is about to die, even his shadow will leave, let alone the person himself.

Nothing can be kept. Whatever you have in life will become nothing after death.

As if he had figured it out, Li Jingshen weakly let go of the ring. A crisp sound was heard on the ground, and the ring rolled into a small crack on the balcony.

When he closed his eyes, Li Jingshen was thinking: I really won't be able to wait for the cicadas to sing this year. In a trance, he seemed to hear again the blessing that Chen Zhichu said with his back to him that day.

——"Li Jingshen, I wish you the company of the warm sun in winter and the cool breeze in summer, a bright future, no illness or disaster, meeting your soulmate, and growing old together..."

"Mr. Li..." Zhao Qian called softly, but the only response he got was silence.

Seeing Li Jingshen "sleeping soundly", Zhao Qian sniffed and reached out to push the rocking chair.

“Crunch…Crunch…”

Li Jingshen died in the warm sunshine and breeze.