Chapter 1288 She used to like living in a big, bright house, but now she is living in this small wooden box. She wonders if it is too crowded.
Li Jinxing was alone, holding an umbrella and a wooden box in his arms. The watch and ring had returned to him, with bloodstains on them that did not belong to him.
Those nightmares must have really happened. When the poison took effect, Gu Wanqiu was in so much pain that she vomited blood and rolled on the bed twitching. Every time the poison took effect, she would tightly clutch the watch and ring in her hands, as if they were a life-saving straw.
Does she really want him to come back to her at this moment?
There was also a dried camellia in the box. He had always thought that the love he had not been recognized had actually caught her eyes a long time ago. She had fallen in love with camellias, but he had forgotten the language of camellias.
Li Jinxing played the recording as he walked, listening to the voices of the two children in it. He couldn't help but think, if Si Yan and Si Xu had chosen Gu Wanqiu instead of him, would she not have died?
He knew he shouldn't have such extreme and bad thoughts, but he just couldn't help it.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, even if the two children finally choose Gu Wanqiu, if he dies, they still cannot be together.
It’s just that Li Jinxing is used to thinking better of Gu Wanqiu. If the two children choose Gu Wanqiu, then she will not be abandoned by everyone.
Li Jinxing could bear that kind of despair, but he didn't want Gu Wanqiu to bear it.
But it was he himself who caused this result, and he couldn't blame anyone else.
Gu Wanqiu and Jiang Yun have now become unspeakable existences in the manor.
The servants were chatting privately, and as they talked, they started to tell fortunes, discussing whether Li Jinxing was unlucky in marriage. He had been single for so many years, and when he saw someone he loved who could accompany him, he didn't expect her to die so miserably.
The atmosphere in the entire manor was solemn. The servants worked quietly and carefully, even the sound of their steps was very low, for fear of making Li Jinxing unhappy. At this moment, it would be best not to appear in front of Li Jinxing.
The servants here have their work assigned to them. Once they finish their tasks, they go back to their rooms and hide away, not even eating.
Only the chef, the nanny in charge of the restaurant, and the housekeeper were still there. The housekeeper was frightened and had to go over when he saw Li Jinxing coming back: "Boss Li, have you had dinner yet?"
Li Jinxing shook his head.
The housekeeper looked at the urn in Li Jinxing's arms and thought it was Jiang Yun's. Thinking of such a beautiful girl who was happily holding dumplings yesterday, but turned into a box of ashes today, he could only sigh that things in the world are unpredictable.
"Would you like something to eat?"
"No." There was nothing unusual about Li Jinxing's face except that he was a little pale. He was wet all over. The housekeeper didn't dare to ask him more questions. He just watched the wet footprints on the ground go upstairs.
Only after Li Jinxing got on did the driver slowly come in from outside, also holding an urn in his hand.
The housekeeper saw it and asked: "Why are you holding an urn? Whose is this?"
"Ms. Jiang's."
"If this is Miss Jiang, then whose is the one Mr. Li is holding?"
The driver said honestly, "Boss Li dug it out from under a banyan tree near the gate of the manor. I don't know who it belongs to."
They all thought that Li Jinxing liked Jiang Yun very much. After all, Jiang Yun had been here for a while, and they had witnessed how they got along. Maybe Li Jinxing was naturally cold, so the two were not very passionate when they were in love, but the atmosphere was harmonious and they had never had any disputes.
There was Gu Wanqiu as a comparison. Li Jinxing treated Gu Wanqiu so badly that he seemed to be particularly good to Jiang Yun.
Moreover, Jiang Yun is the only girlfriend he has ever brought out and admitted to. As a public figure, Jiang Yun has tens of millions of fans. She and Li Jinxing have even been on the hot search list, so her relationship with Li Jinxing is no secret. From the beginning of their acquaintance to her accidental death today, people on the Internet have witnessed it.
People always yearn for beautiful things and can't help but take a few more glances.
Jiang Yun is beautiful, much prettier than Gu Wanqiu. When Jiang Yun and Li Jinxing stand together, they are a perfect match.
As for Gu Wanqiu, she is too ordinary. To put it bluntly, she is not worthy of Li Jinxing. From here, it is hard to tell how much Li Jinxing likes her.
But now, Li Jinxing was holding other people's urns and casually dropped Jiang Yun's ashes in the carriage without even looking at them.
Is he afraid to face it, or does he simply not care?
If they didn't see Li Jinxing come back tonight, perhaps they would feel that Li Jinxing was in too much pain to face.
But just now, they clearly saw Li Jinxing carefully protecting the urn in his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
It is unknown whose ashes are in the box, but from the expression on Li Jinxing's face and his subtle movements, it can be seen that he cares about them. That person should be someone he cares about more than Jiang Yun.
The expression on his face when he looked at the urn in his arms was so gentle and reluctant. Even when Jiang Yun was still alive, he had never shown such a look to her.
Li Jinxing has contact with very few women, and the only ones he has close contact with are Gu Wanqiu and Jiang Yun.
For some reason, the housekeeper felt that the urn contained Gu Wanqiu.
Gu Wanqiu's death was within his expectations. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Gu Wanqiu was in very poor health when she was here. Her complexion became worse day by day. She was thin and weak, and it was difficult for her to get up. It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her down. To put it bluntly, she looked like she would die young.
If the ashes in the box were really Gu Wanqiu's, then why didn't Li Jinxing treat her well when she was alive, and even locked her in the bedroom and abused her like this?
Love is not like this... Even if Gu Wanqiu rejected him, she shouldn't be treated like this.
Thinking of this, the butler sighed, and the driver opposite also sighed.
I don’t know if this sigh was for Gu Wanqiu or for Jiang Yun who died tragically, or maybe both. These two women were really pitiful. They were so young.
Li Jinxing returned to the bedroom with the urn and locked the door. He held the urn tightly in his arms and slept on the bed. He did not even take off his wet clothes and covered himself with the quilt.
What he was holding in his arms seemed to be not an urn, but a person, and he put a quilt on her as if he was afraid that she would be cold.
When you get closer, you can smell the box itself, as well as the faint herbal aroma inside.
It was still raining outside. Even if one was in good health, one would easily catch a cold if he went to bed directly after being caught in the rain. Not to mention that Li Jinxing had not had a good rest for several nights in a row. The wound on his finger had cracked again. Although his fingers were connected to his heart, he did not feel any pain at all.
He even felt that the pain was not enough, so he bit the wound on his fingertip with his teeth, biting the dried blood clot to make it bleed again, and stopped only when he tasted blood.
It was cold in the first half of the night and hot in the second half. Li Jinxing really caught a cold this time and felt drowsy. He saw Gu Wanqiu again. He wanted to go with her and say a lot of things to her, but Gu Wanqiu just looked at him quietly with no expression on her face.
He watched her figure gradually fade away, and felt a strong fear and wanted to catch her. Just when he was about to catch her, the figure suddenly disappeared, and Li Jinxing was awakened.
His chest was aching badly. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was because he was holding the box too tightly, and the sharp corners of the box were pressing against his chest, causing the severe pain.
He could tell there were red marks on his chest without even looking. He also had a slight fever and a splitting headache. Looking out the window, he saw it was already dawn, but he had no idea what time it was. He felt weak all over.
As early as eight o'clock, the housekeeper came to call Li Jinxing, but couldn't wake him up, so he had to call He Tian.
Li Jinxing never stayed in bed. No matter how late he slept or how tired he was, his biological clock would set him to get up at seven in the morning.
Li Jinxing didn't get up to eat breakfast, which was very rare for them.
There was no response when I knocked on the door, and the door was locked and couldn't be opened. I was worried that something had happened to Li Jinxing, so I had to call He Tian.
He Tian made it very clear on the phone that they should not worry about Li Jinxing for the time being and give him some time to calm down. If he still hadn't gotten up by noon, they could try to pry the door open.
He Tian said with certainty: Li Jinxing will not die.
I don’t know where his confidence in Li Jinxing came from, but with He Tian’s assurances, the butler no longer called him Li Jinxing.
After Li Jinxing woke up, he didn't get up. The quilt and sheets on his body were still wet. The window was open. It had rained all night and the air was chilly. The fragrance of flowers outside drifted in with the cold air.
Li Jinxing now has a cold. In addition to the headache, he also has a stuffy nose, can't smell anything, and his throat is bitter.
You don't even need to look in the mirror to know how ugly he looks.
At twelve o'clock noon, someone knocked on the door. Li Jinxing heard it but didn't want to respond. Helplessly, he could only call He Tian.
Anyone with a discerning eye could sense that Li Jinxing was in a bad mood. Two urns and two women died because of him. If anything went wrong at this point, they would definitely be kicked out. Who would want to run into such bad luck?
Only He Tian and Zhou Yi, who were always by Li Jinxing's side, didn't know. Zhou Yi had gone out to do some work, and He Tian had just stayed up all night to deal with some online issues with the public relations department.
The best way to make a hot search fade away is to divert attention and replace it with a hot search that is more talked about than the previous one.
Nowadays, the country is peaceful and the people are prosperous. The Internet is full of entertainment gossip, and there are really few things that can compare to death.
The fact that Jiang Yun died was not so easy to be covered up, so He Tian could only bring out more news revelations, such as the real events of a top star secretly getting married and having children, someone cheating on their spouse, and the downfall of an idol. Under normal circumstances, any one of these topics would cause a huge stir.
But today, it barely surpassed the hot searches for Jiang Yun and Li Jinxing.
After finishing all these, He Tian hurried to Qiule Manor and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. He thought about it... After this crisis was over, he would resign and leave here. He no longer planned to continue following Li Jinxing.
What happened yesterday, thinking of Li Jinxing staring at him with murderous eyes and those questions, had completely chilled his heart.
He slept so soundly that he didn't wake up when he arrived at the destination. It was the driver in front who woke him up.
Lack of sleep made He Tian feel a little irritable. As he got out of the car, he was met by the housekeeper and several servants.
"Isn't he out yet?"
The housekeeper looked embarrassed, his eyes filled with worry: "Yes, Mr. Li hasn't come out yet, and I can't open this door. I'm worried that something might happen to Mr. Li in there."
"He'll be fine."
If there is nothing wrong, then why doesn't he come out?
He Tian just smiled.
In the past, Li Jinxing might have committed self-harm after experiencing something like this, but now, with his constant reminders, he should not waste his life, which is half that of Gu Wanqiu. At least, he will not seek death like before, looking so useless.
This is almost consistent with what He Tian thought.
He Tian went upstairs and looked at the closed door. He turned the doorknob and saw the housekeeper standing on the side: "The door is locked. We don't have the key."
He Tian had anticipated this kind of thing happening, so he had keys to every door here, and the keys were in the room where he slept.
He didn't immediately go to get the key, but knocked on the door: "Boss."
No one responded. The door was made of solid wood with a sound insulation layer. After a few knocks, his knuckles began to ache. He Tian gradually became impatient and kicked it, making such a loud noise but failing to attract the attention of the people inside.
He said to the butler beside him, "Go to my room and get the key to the bottom drawer of the bookcase."
"Okay." The housekeeper responded and hurried to get the keys. Soon he brought back a bunch of keys.
There were notes on the keys above. He Tian found the key to this door, inserted it and turned it.
As soon as I entered the house, I felt a cool breeze.
It is the beginning of winter now, and it rained all night. Today is even colder than yesterday, just over ten degrees Celsius.
The entire manor was designed according to Wanqiu's preferences, including these rooms.
Gu Wanqiu likes good light, and the windows must be big and bright enough. Not only should there be floor-to-ceiling windows, but there should also be large sliding windows. It was precisely because of such windows that Gu Wanqiu was able to ask someone to open the window and climb up and jump down easily.
At this time, all the windows were open, the wind outside made the curtains inside rustle, and the heating was not turned on at all.
As soon as He Tian entered, he looked at the bed and saw a figure curled up on it.
He walked over and thought Li Jinxing was still sleeping, but he found him with his eyes open, holding a wooden box in his arms. His hands were holding the box, and all ten fingers were injured. The wounds that were almost healed had now split open again, and were even more serious than before.
He Tian recognized it at a glance. The wooden box was an urn.
When it came to the urn, he didn’t think about Gu Wanqiu for the time being, but instead thought about Jiang Yun.
After all, when Gu Wanqiu died, only Shen Yan knew where her ashes were buried. He hadn't checked yet, so how could Li Jinxing know?
So it all points to Jiang Yun, but why is Li Jinxing holding Jiang Yun's urn? Could it be that he really has some feelings for Jiang Yun? Then what about Gu Wanqiu?
He Tian really couldn't feel Li Jinxing's feelings for Jiang Yun. Maybe he felt guilty about her death, but to say that he loved her so much that he fell asleep holding her ashes and was reluctant to let go, this didn't seem like something Li Jinxing would do.
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