Chapter 309 Li Jingshen You Don’t Even Have a Chance to Cry at Her Grave
The beach... Not only did they burn Shen Zhichu's body into ashes, they also took it to the beach. What on earth were they going to do...
The staff looked at the man in front of them in confusion.
Li Jingshen was powerless to let go of the staff member's hand, and his proud back seemed to break at this moment...
…
"Do we really want to scatter the ashes into the sea?"
Qin Mo hummed, then sat on the island and stroked the urn in his hand.
Three years ago, when Shen Zhichu was diagnosed with stomach cancer, it seemed as if he had anticipated the outcome today.
The salty sea breeze blew on Qin Mo's face, and his dry eyes began to moisten again. He carefully protected the urn in his arms, as if he was holding a priceless treasure.
"She said that after she died, her usable organs would be donated to those in need, and the remaining organs would be burned and scattered into the sea..."
Even when she was dying, she was still thinking about using her body to save others. How come God didn't treat such a good girl well?
Shen Xiuli squatted aside, his heart swollen and an uncontrollable sourness.
There was a hint of bitterness on Qin Mo's lips, thinking back to when he had advised Shen Zhichu not to think about his afterlife while he was still alive.
He thought that with so many experts studying cancer and in this age of advanced medicine, they would be able to cure terminal illnesses. Even if they couldn't completely cure the disease, they would at least be able to extend his life by a few more years.
In fact, cancer research had indeed made rapid progress in the past three years, with remarkable results, but before he could… before he could return to take Shen Zhichu for treatment, she was already gone…
It seemed as if such a tragedy had been predetermined from the beginning, so no matter how hard they tried, Shen Zhichu was destined to tragedy. Thinking about it now, his persuasion back then was ridiculous.
"Zhichu longed for freedom, but was trapped in the Shen family since birth."
Qin Mo sneered, "Do you think she really wants to take over the Shen family's mess? Back then, when she was less than eighteen, she was forced to grow up early, dealing with those experienced people who were decades older than her, and always having to be vigilant."
"Do you know she hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time? She started taking melatonin and then sleeping pills, from one to two. She used to be very healthy, but because of your carelessness, her healthy stomach gradually developed into stomach problems and then stomach cancer."
"As both of you come from a wealthy family, you can live a happy and relaxed life in the Shen family, and be a playboy outside, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. No matter how big the problem is, the Shen family will cover it for you, and your father will still love you."
"I also have the right to choose the career I like and become a doctor."
"Only Zhichu..." Qin Mo sniffed, "her favorite thing is the violin, and she wants to be a violinist."
But when he looked at Shen Zhichu's body, he saw that her hands had no nails, and the marks on her fingertips were obviously not burned by fire.
What on earth had Shen Zhichu been through all these years? Her hands were supposed to be for playing the violin.
Shen Xiuli buried his head, listening to Qin Mo's mumbling as if he was talking to himself. The words were light and without any tone, but when they fell into his ears, it was like a thorn piercing his ears. The pain continued and flowed through his blood throughout his body. Even his right prosthesis was shaking with pain.
“Is it tragic or fortunate that after death someone takes me to complete something I failed to complete during my lifetime?”
In the winter in J City, it gets dark at seven in the afternoon. The sea breeze seems to be mixed with ice and blows on the face, making the skin numb with cold. As Qin Mo finished speaking, the sharp sea breeze suddenly softened, like a hand gently stroking the corner of his eyes to wipe away his tears.
Qin Mo was stunned. He stared stiffly at the urn in his arms, his heart aching. Is it you? Zhichu...
Tears could no longer be suppressed and rolled out. The wind was so cold, but it couldn't cool his tears. Qin Mo choked with sobs and said, "Zhi Chu, I have always remembered what you said to me. After you die, I will scatter your ashes into the sea and follow the current to see the outside world. I have always remembered..."
Shen Xiuli looked up and asked, "When will we scatter the ashes into the sea?" They had been sitting here for more than an hour.
"Wait a little longer until someone comes and collects the bets."
"What's the bet?"
Qin Mo shook his head and didn't say anything. This was a bet that only he and Shen Zhichu knew about.
At 7:14, Qin Mo heard the sound of the engine.
"Someone is coming." Shen Xiuli reacted and stood up. He had been squatting for too long and his body was cold and his legs were numb. When he stood up, he staggered and almost fell back.
Shen Xiuli had good eyesight and recognized Li Jingshen before he even got out of the car. He was deeply afraid of Li Jingshen.
After all, it was because of him that the Shen family got into trouble. His father's death and Shen Zhichu's death were both related to him.
He is useless. When facing his enemies, he can only shout in his heart. In reality, he can only hide aside in cowardice and dare not even say a word.
"It's... it's Li Jingshen. Is he here to grab the ashes? Scatter them into the sea quickly. It will be too late if you're late..."
Qin Mo's lifeless eyes suddenly became sharp. He watched Li Jingshen get out of the car and stood up holding the urn.
"Qin Mo!" A voice came before the person even got close, "What are you going to do!"
Qin Mo held the urn carefully and tenderly, and raised his hand slightly after hearing Li Jingshen's voice.
The wind on the sea was changeable, like a whirlpool. When Qin Mo opened the urn, the wind that was originally against him suddenly became favorable.
Li Jingshen's pupils trembled. He instantly understood what Qin Mo was going to do next. He froze and didn't dare to get close. Even he himself didn't realize that his voice was choked with sobs as he murmured, "Qin Mo, don't... please, if you have anything to say, come at me. Don't touch her. Please give her back to me... give her back to me..."
The dignified CEO of Li Group actually had to ask for help one day, but in fact this was not the first time Li Jingshen had asked for help. He had given his entire life's retreat to Shen Zhichu.
Suddenly, there was silence all around, so quiet that the only sound was the whistling sound of the sea breeze, as if it were crying.
"Li Jingshen, I gave her to you seven years ago, but I won't do that this time." As Qin Mo finished speaking, Li Jingshen had no time to react. He stood there in a daze, as if his soul had been struck by lightning. He looked at the white powder flying in the sea breeze.
"No!" As he shouted, Qin Mo raised his hand and threw the bone fragments that could not be burned to ashes into the sea.
There was not even a ripple on the surging sea surface. At that moment, Li Jingshen suddenly felt that what was thrown away was not Shen Zhichu's ashes but his heart.
Li Jingshen looked at the surging sea water and suddenly rushed forward like crazy, wanting to jump in. However, he was suppressed by Zhao Qian and the driver who moved faster.
"Ah--" Li Jingshen was like a beast stuck in the mud. His dying struggle was of no use. He was pressed to the ground with his eyes fixed on the dark sea.
At that moment... Li Jingshen only felt that time had stopped, everything gradually disappeared, and his whole world fell into darkness, without a trace of light, and bottomless despair.
The five senses disappeared, the ears were buzzing, and everything was reduced to ashes along with Shen Zhichu's ashes.
The person he had engraved in his bones, he couldn't even possess him after his death.
The tears fell without any warning. The strong wind at the beach did not dry his eyes. He cried out at the top of his lungs, and Li Jingshen looked desolate.
Qin Mo held the empty urn, smiling in the sea breeze, his whole body trembling: "She's gone, she's free, you can finally stop pestering her."
Shen Xiuli stood aside, looking at Li Jingshen helplessly for a while, then staring at Qin Mo nervously. He couldn't tell for a moment whether Li Jingshen was crazy or Qin Mo was crazy.
Li Jingshen bit his lips tightly, and blood oozed out from the corners of his lips, causing a dull pain. He coughed a few times, and his pale face made his eyes look even more scarlet and terrifying.
He raised his hand to grasp the hand that was pressing on his shoulder, coughed up blood, and his heart ached to the extreme.
His already bloody heart was now like a bunch of thumbtacks sealing it tightly. He stood up by pulling the hand behind him, and turned to Qin Mo with a sinister look like a poisonous snake.
"let go!"
Zhao Qian shuddered, and the driver's expression was even worse than his. The two of them looked at each other, and after understanding the message from each other's eyes, they both let go of Li Jingshen's shoulders, but still held him tightly, fearing that he would go crazy and jump into the sea like he did just now.
Li Jingshen walked towards Qin Mo, and as he moved forward, the distance between them became shorter and shorter.
"Qin Mo, I will make your entire Qin family pay the price!" The aura on his body was no gentler than the night sea breeze.
Qin Mo showed no fear at all. He grasped the urn tightly in his hand and threw it towards Li Jingshen. No one expected his sudden move...
"Boss Li!"
Li Jingshen saw it but didn't dodge. The corner of the urn hit his forehead. If it had deviated a little bit downwards, his eyes would have been blinded on the spot.
Blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, and his already sore eyes were now stinging unbearably and his vision was blurred.
Li Jingshen's body swayed, and he looked at people with his blood-stained eyes, like a devil that had just crawled out of hell.
Shen Xiuli had already begun to tremble, trying to minimize his presence and hide behind a nearby rock.
Qin Mo stood in Haikou with his back straight, the wind blowing against his back, like a pair of hands pushing him forward.
He met Li Jingshen's ferocious face, pointed at him coldly, and said word by word: "Li Jingshen, you have been using the same threatening methods over the years to force Shen Zhichu, who only has eyes for you, to death step by step!"
"Li Jingshen, let's live with the regret of her death. Remember that every Christmas is her memorial day!"
Qin Mo's face was half crying and half smiling: "She has no grave, no tombstone. She said before she died that after she died, her ashes should be scattered in the river and let them drift with the current. She will be free after death. So you don't even have the chance to cry at her grave!"
Nine years ago on Christmas Eve, Shen Zhichu saved Li Jingshen's life. The moment of amazement stayed in his memory for nine long years. And nine years later, the same Christmas became Shen Zhichu's memorial day.
In order to keep Shen Zhichu, Li Jingshen did many wrong things. He controlled her memory and turned her into a fool. Later, he crippled her legs and imprisoned her in an immobile wheelchair.
He thought that Shen Zhichu would not leave him, but you can't keep someone who really wants to leave. He couldn't keep Shen Zhichu, and he couldn't even keep her ashes.
His whole body felt as if it were being cut by a blunt knife. This unprecedented pain reminded him that he deserved it. Li Jingshen's body was staggering, and everything in the world was spinning and disappearing. He finally couldn't bear it and fell backwards heavily.
——"I want Li Jingshen to fall in love with me. I bet he will regret it after my death, unable to sleep at night, with no peace of mind, and will regret it for the rest of his life!"
Qin Mo looked up at the starless sky and said, "Zhi Chu, congratulations, you got what you wanted. You won the bet."
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