Chapter 692: Once any ending ends in tragedy, all previous encounters become a kind of hurt
"Who... did you say... died?" A trembling voice came from behind.
Aunt Lin was startled and turned around to see Shen Qing standing on the stairs behind her. Her face was pale and her dark eyes were wide open, empty and without a trace of light. She tried hard to hold on to the stair railing, her body shaky, as if she would fall down at any moment.
When a person is in extreme fear, tension and terror, the body is not controlled by the brain. For a moment, she thinks she is dreaming, or that she has mental problems and is in hallucination.
An extreme pressure turned into a dark cloud surrounding her. She felt as if she had been struck by a bullet, not daring to move. After a long while, she opened her mouth and cautiously asked, "Who did you just say died?"
She wished that she just had a problem with her ears and was hallucinating, and that the three words "Jiang Yiming" had never appeared in her ears, but the reality was cruel.
Aunt Lin's daughter was obviously frightened by Shen Qing's appearance. She wanted to keep silent, but then she thought that Shen Qing had filmed a TV series with Jiang Yiming after all, and there was no reason for her to keep it secret.
Aunt Lin felt something was wrong and was about to cover her daughter's mouth, but it was too late. The little girl stood up and said to Shen Qing with red eyes: "Jiang Yiming is dead, it's Jiang Yiming who is dead. The Jiang Yiming who filmed the TV series with you is dead! He died on the night of May 30th, and it was reported yesterday..."
As she uttered each word, Shen Qingxin trembled violently. The trembling pain involved the flesh and blood all over her body, even her lips trembled and her breathing became disordered.
Her hands gently loosened from the stair railing, and her whole body collapsed as if her bones were broken, and she knelt on the ground.
Her eyes were fixed on her own hands, and at that moment she was filled with panic, like a hedgehog that had lost its quills, so bewildered and helpless.
How could Jiang Yiming die? How could he possibly die? They had clearly met the day before yesterday. His fingers were reattached, and he had even played "Wedding in a Dream" for her on stage. He had looked at her and said with his own mouth that he would always be there like the stars in the sky.
Why did Jiang Yiming die? What did he do wrong? Why did he end up in such a tragic situation?
Why are there so many evil people in this world, and good people don’t get rewarded?
Shen Qing held her head, pulling her hair hard, and her body fell down desperately. She leaned on the stair railing beside her, opened her mouth and cried out in pain. Her internal organs seemed to be squeezed to pieces, and she vomited in pain.
"Ah——" Her tears had dried up but she was still crying, and she cried for a long time.
Aunt Lin was frightened and quickly gave the house key to her daughter and asked her to leave quickly.
Faced with Shen Qing crying madly and desperately, everyone in the room gathered around. They stood downstairs and did not dare to approach Shen Qing.
The housekeeper called Lu Tingchuan and could hear Shen Qing's hoarse cries through the phone.
Lu Tingchuan hurried back. It had been so long, but Shen Qing was still crying. It had been so long that Lu Tingchuan felt like she had drained all her tears in her life.
He never knew that Shen Qing's crying could be so sad, as if she could cry out all the pain.
Aunt Lin took the initiative to step forward and admit her mistake: "Mr. Lu, Miss Shen knows that Jiang Yiming committed suicide."
"What's going on?"
"It's my fault. I accidentally..."
Lu Tingchuan's eyes turned cold, but the emotion disappeared in an instant. He could not blame anyone. Truth will come to light sooner or later. He knew this truth better than anyone else. He just didn't expect the news to spread so quickly. In just one day, Shen Qing knew the news of Jiang Yiming's death, and it happened on such a day.
He originally wanted to make Shen Qing happy on her birthday this year.
Her body was in great pain. She had not fully recovered from her illness. Her head was now aching from the cold wind all night. She pulled at the roots of her hair to relieve the swelling pain. Her entire head seemed to be pierced by needles, each one more fierce and forceful than the last, almost penetrating into her bone marrow.
She thought that lingchi, skinning and pulling out tendons was no more than this.
Lu Tingchuan walked up to Shen Qing, his tall figure casting a shadow over Shen Qing.
Shen Qing raised her eyes: "Why do those who love me and those I love always end up in such a miserable state?"
"Why is this happening?" Shen Qing hugged her knees and raised her head with difficulty to look at Lu Tingchuan, who was looking down at her as always.
Lu Tingchuan squatted down and carefully wiped the tears from her face with a soft handkerchief: "His death is not anyone's fault..."
"Hahaha..." Shen Qing laughed and cried, shaking her head.
No one to blame? How could he not blame? The outspoken and sunny Jiang Yiming died on the day he turned twenty-four.
"He was the last person to die. Such a good person. He just turned 24 the day before yesterday. Lu Tingchuan, do you know that? He was so young. Why did you force him? He clearly wanted to live... Lu Tingchuan, why didn't you die? Why didn't you go crazy?"
Too many problems arise from the unfairness of this world.
Lu Tingchuan couldn't respond. He hugged Shen Qing, and Shen Qing didn't struggle, with his head against his neck.
Lu Tingchuan was scared.
After Jiang Yiming's death, he realized that life was so fragile and the body would collapse under the heavy pressure.
It's like a camel walking in the desert, carrying a heavy load. As the weight of each straw increases, one day it will not be able to bear the weight of the last straw and will be crushed to death.
Shen Qing, who broke down and cried, was like a taut string, and he didn't know when it would break.
Lu Tingchuan was afraid that Shen Qing would become like Jiang Yiming.
Lu Tingchuan's love for Shen Qing was realized belatedly. There is a saying that falling in love with someone will be the beginning of suffering, but there are things in this world that are far more contradictory than love.
Mr. Li often taught them not to be moved or emotional, as this would become a weakness and the beginning of misfortune.
But no life can reject emotions, just like two magnets attract each other. If humans can decide their emotions, what is the difference between them and machines?
He loves Shen Qing, but the time, changes in reality, people, and hatred between them directly separate him and Shen Qing.
Therefore, no matter how much he confesses that he likes Shen Qing, once the ending is determined by tragedy, any way he loves her becomes a mistake, and even the hug at this moment appears to be a hurtful gesture.
Lu Tingchuan knew what to say to Shen Qing. Once a person is overly sad, all words will become like knives to him.
It would be nice to give her some quiet time to calm down, but Lu Tingchuan didn't expect Shen Qing to calm down so quickly. She lay in his arms, motionless...
Until he felt a dampness on his chest and a faint smell of blood.
Lu Tingchuan gently let go of Shen Qing. She fell back from his embrace, half her face covered in blood. Her mouth opened uncontrollably, and mouthfuls of blood continued to pour out of her mouth...
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