Chapter 72 Depression and Suicide
Li Jiyun was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear. He couldn't bear to face Li Shuwei's sarcastic gaze, as she mercilessly exposed his ugly face.
Just as a victorious smile appeared on Li Qingxi's lips, Li Shuwei looked at her again, "I won't choose you either. I'll continue to be your puppet, your tool."
Li Shuwei suddenly became very calm. "I don't need Mom and Dad anymore. You didn't ask for my opinion when you gave birth to me, so I won't ask for your opinion when I leave."
"Where can you go if you leave us?" Li Qingxi looked at Li Shuwei as if she were watching a ridiculous farce, but her heart suddenly started racing.
"I can't choose my parents, but I can choose not to have you." After saying that, Li Shuwei ran outside without a second thought.
Having witnessed the farce, Feifei grabbed Yan Songyu's hand and said, "Mom, I feel really bad."
Yan Songyu's expression was stiff, and her voice was hoarse. "She might... have suicidal thoughts."
She held Feifei tightly, her body covered in a cold sweat. She thought of Feifei from her past life... Feifei had also committed suicide by jumping into the sea due to depression. She had witnessed it in her "dream" but was powerless to do anything about it.
Feng Yu noticed Yan Songyu's unusual behavior and gave her a reassuring look, "I'll go check on her."
After saying that, Feng Yu quickly chased after them, with Yan Songyu and the others following closely behind.
At this moment, Li Qingxi and Li Jiyun finally snapped out of their daze after Li Shuwei's last words. They rushed out, especially Li Jiyun, who dashed forward like a madman, quickly overtaking Feng Yu, but—
"Weiwei, come back!"
Without pausing for a moment, Li Shuwei rushed straight to the middle of the road.
creak—
Bang--
ah--
The screeching of brakes and the screams of the crowd were not as clear as the sound of the collision.
Li Jiyun's fingertips actually touched Li Shuwei's skirt, but he didn't have time to pull it back and ended up only bumping into the side of the car.
Li Qingxi fell a few meters away from the road; her eight-centimeter high heels were not suitable for running.
Li Shuwei was thrown into the air, leaving a pool of blood on the ground. The trophy she had been holding flew up and then fell back down, landing right in the pool of bright red blood.
The scene was filled with screams, chatter, hurried calls to the police and ambulances, but Li Jiyun and Li Qingxi's world fell completely silent at that moment.
Lying in the pool of blood, Li Shuwei looked at them and laughed, her mouth agape as she vomited mouthfuls of blood...
Yan Songyu quickly covered Feifei's eyes and pulled her into her arms. "Don't look! Don't be afraid, sweetie, Mommy's here."
Zhou Mu's eyes were filled with bright red and Li Shuwei's last smile. He froze on the spot, his heart pounding violently. Yan Binghua noticed Zhou Mu beside him and immediately covered his eyes with his warm hands. His hands were large and almost covered Zhou Mu's entire face.
"Don't look, child."
A kind and gentle voice broke through Zhou Mu's blood-red world, like a ray of warm sunshine shining on her, gradually warming her body.
Yan Songyu froze on the spot. Feng Yu moved to block her view and whispered, "Don't look."
After regaining his senses, Li Jiyun also spat out a mouthful of blood. He opened his mouth wide and roared silently. He propped himself up and rushed to Li Shuwei's side, who had already stopped breathing. Her eyes were not closed, and even the smile on her lips had not disappeared.
Li Jiyun held her body, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, but he didn't make a sound.
Perhaps he was apologizing, perhaps he was expressing remorse, perhaps he was praying to the gods to save his daughter; no one knows...
Li Qingxi took off her high heels and limped over to them, her eyes still filled with disbelief. Her bare feet stepped on the warm blood on the ground, and the wetness and warmth startled her so much that she took two steps back. Her legs, which had been struggling to support her, finally gave way, and she fell to the ground, shaking her head and shrinking back, tears already soaking her face.
Police and doctors arrived quickly, but Li Shuwei died on the spot and was eventually taken to the police station by ambulance.
The couple clung tightly to Li Shuwei's body, refusing to let go. They regretted it, but it was too late...
The girl who played the piano so gracefully on stage committed suicide due to depression. A young and vibrant life ended in the prime of summer that should have been blossoming.
Yan Songyu, Yan Feifei, and Zhou Mu, who had clashed with Li Shuwei today, were also asked to go to the police station for routine questioning.
Yan Songyu looked at the round-faced policeman with displeasure. "I'll go with you. They're just kids. Being questioned by you could easily cause them psychological trauma. Besides, the surveillance footage is clear, even the sounds are recorded clearly. I don't think there's anything suspicious about us. Cooperating with you is just fulfilling our civic duty."
The round-faced policeman was in a dilemma, but Chen Xu, who had already reviewed the surveillance footage, nodded to him, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Yan."
Feifei and Zhou Mu waited in the car, accompanied by Yan Binghua.
"Grandpa, when is Mom coming out?" Feifei asked anxiously.
Yan Binghua patted her head. "Don't worry, your mother is fine. She'll be out soon. She's just going to explain what happened, and she'll be out soon after."
"I'm sorry," Zhou Mu's voice was barely audible. "If I hadn't had a conflict with them, Aunt Yan wouldn't have been called in for questioning."
Yan Binghua was unaware of his past life and didn't feel any ill will towards Zhou Mu. On the contrary, he felt a bit of pity for her. After spending time with her, he felt that she was a good girl, but it was a pity that she had such a mother.
“This has nothing to do with you, Zhou Mu. You were only trying to protect Feifei and Xiaoyu. Grandpa Yan should thank you!” Yan Binghua also patted Zhou Mu’s head reassuringly. “Li Shuwei’s matter has nothing to do with you either. Don’t put yourself in such a heavy burden. That’s the result of her parents’ sins.”
Feng Yu accompanied Yan Songyu into the police station, where she truthfully recounted what had happened that day, which perfectly matched the surveillance footage. She was released quickly.
The journey back was silent. Feifei nestled in Yan Songyu's arms without saying a word. Zhou Mu quietly moved closer to Yan Songyu, and she noticed, but let him do as he pleased.
When Zhou Mu got home, Zhou Yue was still not there. She had been disappearing after get off work lately. Zhou Chenglong was probably working at the construction site; he had been on the night shift lately.
Zhou Mu lay alone in bed, reflecting on everything that had happened that day. After Li Shuwei died, her parents genuinely regretted it; their pain was real. If she had died too, would her mother have regretted treating her this way?
No!
She abruptly dismissed this ridiculous idea. Why should she risk her life to make her mother regret it? It wasn't worth it at all. What good would her mother's regret do if she were already dead?
She must live well, study hard, and strive to live a wonderful, passionate, and glamorous life in the future, so that her mother will regret it. Only such regret will have meaning!
Zhou Yue was unaware of Zhou Mu's thoughts. She was overjoyed because she had finally made contact with the person she had been staking out for two months.
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