Chapter 1287: Finding the Urn
This accident had a huge impact on Li Group and Li Jinxing, and the stock market has been falling.
The group headquarters immediately entered a state of emergency and began to call on the public relations department and the legal department to resolve the issue.
Unfortunately, they were one step too late. No matter how they issued a statement, it was useless without Li Jinxing standing up.
These were also planned by Liu Zibo from the beginning. He deliberately sold out Jiang Yun's death in advance, so it suddenly broke out in the afternoon and topped the headlines. The top ten were occupied by Jiang Yun and Li Jinxing.
Liu Zibo just wanted everyone to know that Jiang Yun’s death was related to Li Jinxing. It was because he was useless and he couldn’t protect people.
Doesn't Li Jinxing like to put on a show? Then he and Jiang Yun will be forever tied together. When Li Jinxing is mentioned, one cannot help but think of Jiang Yun. As for Gu Wanqiu, she has been completely replaced, a thing of the past, an existence that cannot be mentioned.
The trending search has been paralyzed, and Li Jinxing has been scolded like a sieve on the Internet.
The public relations department has spent money to remove the trending search, and in less than an hour, the relevant entries were designed as banned words, and no one dared to post them.
It is impossible to clear all the things that have happened by just pressing the delete key. The people online, watching the hot searches disappear one by one, became rebellious. You don’t let me say it, but I still want to say it. They cursed Li Jinxing online, saying that he was so powerful but couldn’t even protect a woman. They even thought it was a conspiracy theory. Maybe Li Jinxing was involved in Jiang Yun’s death, and asked the police to investigate quickly.
This is exactly what Liu Zibo wants to see.
Even after death, people are restless and deliberately cause these things to annoy and disgust others.
He Tian had already set out when he saw the hot search terms, and worked with the public relations department to control online public opinion. They were extremely anxious, but Li Jinxing, the person involved, was not with them.
The painting he wanted to get back had been torn into pieces, and he couldn't put it back together even if he picked it all up.
And the person he wanted to save also died.
Those truths, like a knife heated on fire, cut into his flesh, one by one, along the grain of his skin.
What's the point of knowing the truth? It will only hurt him more.
Jiang Yun died and his ashes are now in his hands. What about Gu Wanqiu's?
After getting in the car, he returned to Qiule Manor and passed the banyan tree at the intersection again. Li Jinxing suddenly stopped the driver in front and asked him to stop.
He put the urn on a chair, then opened the car door and staggered out. The winter wind was particularly cold, and when it blew on his body, it felt like his bones were aching.
He didn't know why he came under this banyan tree. It seemed as if there was a voice calling him over, and some small fragments.
Although Li Jinxing has a good memory, he doesn't care about things that have nothing to do with him. A person's brain capacity is limited. So many things happen every day and so many people are met. Who can remember the face of every person they meet?
But here, he remembered that on a new day in October, he was riding in a car and saw a man squatting there, as if he was burying something.
He couldn't help but take note of this unusual behavior.
He Tian was dealing with things online and had not yet had time to send Li Jinxing a message about Shen Yan.
He no longer needs to send it now because Li Jinxing has been found.
He walked over and looked at the small pile of earth in front of him, then he squatted down and dug with his hands.
The driver in the car looked at his actions in surprise, not understanding what he was doing.
It didn't take long before Li Jinxing touched something hard. He increased his speed, and his already scarred fingers cracked again.
Before, he had spent seven days digging holes downstairs in his sleepwalking state and unable to control his body, but this time, he was awake.
He didn't know what he was doing, but he had a hunch that there was something buried here that he wanted to see but didn't dare to see.
He came across a wooden box, which was wrapped in a moisture-proof film, a transparent moisture-proof film. He could see that the box inside was the same as the urn he had placed in the car.
His hands froze, and blood from the wound dripped down his fingertips. He carefully took out the wooden box. His hands were too dirty, so he gently wiped the mud off the box with his sleeves, his movements gentle, as if he was treating a beloved treasure.
After winter comes, it gets dark very quickly. It is already dark now. The street lights are on. Moths are hitting the light bulbs hard, making a clicking sound, like the sound of raindrops falling.
Li Jinxing raised his head and looked at the moth that was hitting the lampshade so hard. It must be painful, right? But even if it hurt, it wanted to get that only warmth, just like he did to Gu Wanqiu.
His face was cold, and a drop of rain fell into his eyes without warning. Li Jinxing held the wooden box in one hand and raised the other hand to rub his eyes. The more he rubbed, the wetter his eyes became. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack, revealing an expression uglier than crying.
He slowly knelt on the ground. He didn't know how long he knelt. He just felt that his body was getting colder and colder. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. His hair and clothes were wet, and he felt a chill. It was just the beginning of winter, but he felt like it was already the deepest part of December. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in snow. It was even colder than when Gu Wanqiu drove him into the snow with his upper body naked.
Seeing that it was raining outside, the driver quickly came to Li Jinxing with an umbrella to shield him from the rain.
Li Jinxing bent forward, and the wooden box in his arms seemed to be sinking into his flesh. The driver had never seen Li Jinxing like this before. To be more precise, he had never seen anyone crying so painfully in his life.
Li Jinxing didn't know why he was sad, why he got off the car, and what he was holding in his arms. As an outsider, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The driver felt cold and could hardly hold the umbrella. He was so cold even though he was not wet. And Li Jinxing, who was almost soaked, must have been frozen to the point of unconsciousness?
And he didn't have a coat on, just a thin shirt.
"Mr. Li, let's go back to the car, don't catch a cold..." He tried to persuade.
But Li Jinxing seemed not to hear it. It was not that he didn't feel cold, it was biting cold and he felt very uncomfortable, but when he thought of what Gu Wanqiu had experienced, he felt even more uncomfortable.
The physical pain can somewhat offset the heartache, so he is willing to suffer.
Li Jinxing tore off the waterproof film on the outside of the urn and opened the box. What came into his sight were two things that he expected, one was a ring and the other was a watch.
When Shen Yan was squatting here preparing to bury the body, Li Jinxing was sitting in the car that day. He seemed to have glanced at the watch, but his mind was not here at the time and he did not think about it at all.
Looking back now, he wished he had paid more attention at the time. He could have brought her home earlier, and she wouldn't have been buried in such a cold and damp place, wrapped in a simple moisture-proof film.
Gu Wanqiu still hasn't gotten rid of her fear of the dark, and she's even become more and more afraid of it. It's so dark here, under the banyan tree, even the light can hardly get in, and it's so cold.
How could that person have the heart to bury her here?
Li Jinxing carefully took out the watch and ring inside, then gently stroked the ashes inside, and finally touched the recorder. He recognized it at a glance. It was the recorder buried in the teddy bear doll. At that time, Gu Wanqiu used it to record songs and tell stories to the children.
Later, he also recorded a clip, but he didn't tell Gu Wanqiu about it, and he didn't know whether she heard it or not.
What does it matter if I heard it, because what he said in the recorder was not a good thing. He said that he would forget him and would try to like someone else. For Gu Wanqiu, who also loved him, this was like cutting her heart one by one, so it would be better not to hear it.
Li Jinxing regretted recording that voice message and what kind of mood was he in when he recorded that message.
It was a fine day. He watched over his two children as they took a nap, and observed them hugging the two stuffed bears tightly in their arms.
When he learned that the two children were about to give one of the teddy bears to Gu Wanqiu, he suddenly wanted to record a video, intending to let her and himself go.
Unfortunately, in the end... no one was spared.
Li Jinxing touched the blackened ashes with trembling fingertips, as if he was passing through the ashes and traveling through time to touch Gu Wanqiu's body and look at the wounds all over her body.
Pain silently spread to every corner of his body. Without any warning, Li Jinxing suddenly burst into tears, revealing his most vulnerable and embarrassed side in front of an outsider.
He was like a prisoner on the verge of collapse, crying heart-wrenchingly. He could hear how tragic his cries were mixed with the wind, but his eyes were dry and he could no longer shed tears. During the day, he seemed to have drained all the water from his body.
His eyes were dry and painful, as if they were about to burst out. He closed his eyes and hugged tightly... hugged tightly...
He murmured softly.
Gu Wanqiu...Gu Wanqiu...I miss you...
I still remember that when you were a child, your dream was to own a big house, just like a princess owning a castle. But now you live in such a small wooden box. Isn’t it crowded inside?
Gu Wanqiu, please pay attention to me... Don't ignore me and don't say anything...
I'm useless. I can't forget you at all. I will never forget you in this life, even until I die. During the time you left, I fantasized every day that you could come back by yourself, or that I would find you.
Jiang Yun and I were acting. I was just trying to maintain my ridiculous dignity. I didn't dare reveal my feelings for you because I was afraid you would laugh at me and call me a slut again.
His eyes were blurry. He opened them, first glanced at his arms, then stared into the distance. Through the rain and mist, he seemed to see a white camellia pinned on Gu Wanqiu's ear. She was wearing a light blue dress. She was running towards him, jumping step by step, like a moonlight elf. He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab her, but with a flick of his fingers, he waved away the mist and the illusion disappeared.
Only Gu Wanqiu's bright smile remained in his mind and would not disappear so easily.
It is like a warm and dazzling sunshine in winter, or the first spring breeze with the fragrance of flowers.
Gu Wanqiu is dead.
Li Jinxing felt a sharp pain in his chest. Just thinking about these five words was enough to shatter all his rationality and make him unable to calm down. It was like a thorn growing on his body. Even though he knew he couldn't tear it with his hands, he still couldn't help but reach out and pull it, and then he would directly tear out strings of blood along with the skin and flesh. He felt the pain, but he would do it again next time.
"Let's go back..." The driver persuaded Li Jinxing again, "Mr. Li, it's too cold. You'll get sick."
This time Li Jinxing listened to the advice. Looking at the driver's hand stretched out in front of him, he raised his hand and placed it on it, using his strength to stand up.
Fortunately, the driver was strong enough to hold him up, otherwise Li Jinxing might have fallen down again when he stood up.
His legs were numb from kneeling, and the cold had penetrated into his knees. When he stood up, it felt like being pricked by sharp needles.
After walking a few steps and getting used to the pain, he let go of the driver's hand, protected the wooden box in his arms with both hands, and walked towards the car with a staggering step. In fact, it was not far from here. It would take at most twenty minutes to walk home.
Li Jinxing stopped beside the car, and the driver behind him was not far away and held an umbrella for him.
"Give me the umbrella, I'll walk back by myself." Li Jinxing raised his hand and took the umbrella without waiting for the driver's response. He held the umbrella in one hand and the urn in the other.
The driver stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to get in the car or follow Li Jinxing.
Li Jinxing obviously wanted to walk back alone. He finally understood that what Li Jinxing was holding was an urn. There was one in his hand and another in the car.
The driver suddenly felt a little creepy in the middle of the night. He stared at Li Jinxing's back as he walked away, and finally decided to get in the car and drive back.
It’s not far to walk back from here, and Li Jinxing shouldn’t be in any danger.
It was just a journey that should have taken more than ten minutes, but it took Li Jin twice as long to walk back. This was partly because he walked slowly, and partly because he took a detour around the manor with Gu Wanqiu's ashes in his arms.
The flowers in the manor bloom all year round. In winter, the plum blossoms bloom and you can smell the fragrance as soon as you enter.
He looked inside through the atmosphere of the street lights and saw the figure hidden in the dimness, appearing even more lonely.
In everyone's eyes, he has always been a very rational and strategic person. Ordinary people take one step at a time, but he takes one step and looks four steps ahead. He always leaves a way out for himself, which is in line with his name, cautious and steady.
It is this cautious character that has brought him to where he is today and given him the capital that everyone envies.
But even with such a good chess game, he is now heading towards a dead end.
What does Gu Wanqiu mean to him?
There used to be the brightest light above his head, the brightest flowers growing in his back garden, the most precious jewels hidden in jewelry boxes, priceless antiques in safes, and he could pick stars with his hands, and the ones he picked would be the brightest stars in the world. The most unique treasure was taken by him, and he should have guarded it day and night, carefully protected it, and watched it every step of the way.
But what about him? After he got it, he failed to take good care of it and finally threw it away like a piece of trash, ruining this rare treasure.
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