Chapter 725: It’s no use saying regrets

"Lu Tingchuan, here's what I want to say to you..."

Lu Tingchuan was stunned for a moment, then he snatched the phone from Aunt Lin's hand and turned it off. Shen Qing's voice stopped abruptly.

Aunt Lin looked at him in confusion: "Mr. Lu, what are you doing..."

Lu Tingchuan's entire body was trembling as he held the phone in his hands. "Just leave it as a thought for me, a thought that keeps me alive. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on after hearing this..."

He wanted to hear what Shen Qing said to him more than anyone else, but it was gone after he heard it. It would be better to keep it forever. People always need hope in life, and this is his only remaining hope.

"Where did you find the phone?"

"Upstairs, under the sofa."

Shen Qing never touched her phone again after she became stupid. This song should have been recorded on the day she died.

"Just keep busy with your business."

Aunt Lin nodded and left.

The two children had fallen asleep next to each other, and the brother was holding his sister's hand while they were sleeping.

Lu Tingchuan glanced at them. They were still familiar with Shen Qing's voice now, but as time went by, they would forget this voice, forget their mother, and forget that there was someone lying in their crib and singing gently to them.

Lu Tingchuan edited the audio in his phone and divided it into three parts. One part was the song Shen Qing sang specifically for the child, one part was when she called his name, and the last part of more than four minutes he hadn't listened to yet.

It has become a habit for the two children to listen to their mother's lullaby before going to bed. It takes no more and no less than ten minutes, and they go to sleep after listening to three songs.

For the rest of the time, Lu Tingchuan kept listening to Shen Qing calling his name.

"Lu Tingchuan..."

Over and over again, it repeated as if she was still by his side.

The news of Shen Qing's death gradually spread. Li Yun was also very surprised when she found out, thinking of the scene that day when Lu Tingchuan knelt in front of her and ate garbage and begged her to save Shen Qing.

Li Yun really let it go and really wanted Li Yu to save Shen Qing.

Once people figure it out and sort out the whole thing, they will find that Shen Qing was not the one who was wrong from the beginning to the end, but she was the victim.

Didn't Shen Qing want to leave Lu Tingchuan? No, she wanted to leave Lu Tingchuan more than anyone else. She didn't want to be a mistress either. It was Lu Tingchuan who didn't want to let her go.

Li Yun knew that she was also wrong. Her fault was that she only vented her anger on the weak.

She asked Li Yu to rescue Shen Qing, which was not compensation, but just to make herself feel better. However, she never expected that Shen Qing would die.

On the day when Lu Tingchuan went to seek medical treatment, he drowned in the water.

Li Yun's heart suddenly felt empty. She looked at her hands and for the first time she felt a murderous panic.

Shen Qing committed suicide, not murder, but her death was inseparable from the hands of the people around her.

A person's suicide is caused by layers of pressure from the outside world. If you can endure it, it is called growth; if you can't endure it, it is suffering.

It is impossible to say that Shen Qing’s death has nothing to do with her. She also participated in this "murder". If she had not released that video, would Shen Qing have ended up like this?

Unfortunately, it’s no use thinking so much now.

Lu Tingchuan was not qualified to hold a funeral for Shen Qing, so he found a suitable day and brought her ashes back to her hometown and placed them next to her grandmother's grave.

The last time I came back here was last year. Time flies so fast. The grass on the grave has grown again. Lu Tingchuan carefully cleaned the weeds on the grave, and then found an empty space to bury Shen Qing's ashes.

The sun set in the west, and the dim sunset covered half the sky. Lu Tingchuan knelt in front of the grave.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that your granddaughter was killed. I didn't take good care of her." If Shen Qing hadn't met Lu Tingchuan, her life wouldn't have stopped at this short year of twenty-two.

Lu Tingchuan, dressed in black, knelt in front of a grave covered with stones and confessed his sin. The atmosphere and clothes made his face look even paler. There was a mist of water in his dead eyes. He looked at the three mounds in front of him. There were very few tombstones in the countryside. When a person died, they would find a good and low piece, dig a hole, put the person in the coffin and bury him.

It costs a lot of money to engrave words on a tombstone, and few people in the countryside would prepare it for the dead.

Lu Tingchuan thought he had cried all his tears dry, but when he looked at the three graves for a long time, tears rolled down his eyes and fell silently into the cracks in the stones.

In the past, Lu Tingchuan always believed that he would never do anything he would regret in his life because he had nothing to lose.

But once some things enter your heart, they are like a seed. Over time, the seed sprouts and eventually becomes an unshakable tree.

Just like his feelings for Shen Qing.

He would also regret it in every sleepless night, every moment of frustration, every second of his breathing, as he watched his two children grow up, with no one by his side and no one to understand his longing, and in his twilight years when his eyes were blurry and his memory was getting worse and worse and he couldn't help but look back on his life.

Ever since Shen Qing left, Lu Tingchuan's regrets have accumulated day by day, becoming more and more numerous and heavier.

The reason why Shen Qing left the two children to him was very simple. She wanted the two children to tie him down, not let him die, not allow him to find her, and want him to live with regret every second. As long as he lives, the hardships of this world will not let him go.

Having lived to this point, Lu Tingchuan is truly not afraid of death.

Shen Qing also knew.

Lu Tingchuan built a tomb for Shen Qing in J City. Looking south, you can see the cemetery where Jiang Yiming is, looking east, you can see the sea, looking north, you can see mountains and rivers, and looking west, there is a sea of flowers.

Lu Tingchuan did not hold a funeral for Shen Qing. Few people knew Shen Qing, and even fewer knew that she had died. When some people heard about it, they just sighed and said that she was too young.

However, there were still a few unexpected people who came to visit Shen Qing with flowers.

Lu Tingchuan would take time out to visit the cemetery almost every day, and he met Li Jingshen on the first day.

He looked at Shen Qing's name and photo on the tombstone with a grim expression and said nothing.

Lu Tingchuan didn't expect Li Jingshen to come here. He didn't welcome him, but since this was in front of Shen Qing's tombstone, he wouldn't argue with him. He just asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Li Jingshen said nothing, still just staring at the photo in front of the tombstone. He always felt that "her" ending should not be like this.

After a while, Li Jingshen asked, "Lu Tingchuan, do you regret it?"

There was no sarcasm in his tone. Lu Tingchuan suddenly fell silent. He remembered that when Shen Zhichu died a few years ago, he also asked Li Jingshen the same question.

Things change over time, and no one has the right to make sarcastic remarks. Who knows, the next round of retribution might come.

"I regret it. If I had never entered the Li family, I would have never been a member of the Li family. The Li family doesn't deserve to have feelings."

"Shen Qing left you two children. Don't let them become like us. Try to teach them to love and be kind people." Li Jingshen coughed twice after saying this.