Chapter 698: Because we are heading towards death, nothing else matters
If this happened to the previous Shen Qing, she might cry and make a fuss, but she won’t do that now.
Have you heard the saying, "You bring nothing with you when you are born, and you take nothing with you when you die. When you die, everything is gone. What is the meaning of what happened in life?"
"Shen Qing, listen to my explanation. I didn't release the video, and I have no reason to release it now. I originally wanted to destroy it completely, but I don't know what went wrong and ended up like this. I will fix everything... Please, please give me another chance..." Lu Tingchuan tried to explain but couldn't. "You believe me, right?"
Lu Tingchuan squatted in front of Shen Qing, and grabbed Shen Qing's hand with trembling hands, and his whole body seemed to be kneeling on the ground.
"So?" Shen Qing gave a cold smile. "Weren't you the one who forced me to take these videos? If I, a victim, could have imagined this day, wouldn't you have thought of it? Why are you pretending to be innocent here?"
In Shen Qing's eyes, he had always been unreasonable and forced her, but it was not just coercion. He had ulterior motives and deliberately wanted to keep her.
Shen Qing shook off his hand and stood up to pick up the phone on the ground. The phone was not broken, but was accidentally turned off. She turned it on, clicked on the browsing history, and opened the video she had not finished watching.
I clicked on the video and turned up the volume to the maximum. The sound of Shen Qing begging for mercy in the video seemed to have happened just yesterday.
That day, she begged Lu Tingchuan so desperately to let her go and give her a chance, but did he give it to her?
When Lu Tingchuan heard the voice, his pupils trembled: "Don't look!"
He tried to grab Shen Qing's phone, but this time Shen Qing turned and dodged. She held the phone and asked with a smile, "The person in this video is me, why can't I watch it?"
As she spoke, she turned her phone screen towards Lu Tingchuan. "You know what? The skills of the team you hired were quite good. Each shooting angle is better than the last. No wonder everyone who saw this video kept calling me, wanting me to spend the night with them. After seeing this, I felt it would be a shame if I didn't go make a movie..."
"Shen Qing, do you really have to do this?" Lu Tingchuan asked her hoarsely. His tall body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any moment. "You punish me by hurting yourself."
After Jiang Yiming's death, Shen Qing seemed like a different person. She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold.
She didn't leave him, and never mentioned the word leaving. She stayed quietly beside him like a canary. All this should have been what he wanted most.
But what I actually got was completely different from what I expected.
This Shen Qing was not the Shen Qing he knew. He used to always scold Shen Qing for being a loser, good for nothing, and ridiculously stupid. But now, looking back on the past, he realized that what he had always wanted was that simple Shen Qing.
It was Shen Qing who would repay others for their kindness, the innocent Shen Qing, the Shen Qing whose eyes were filled with him when she smiled, the Shen Qing who cooked at home and washed clothes for him, the Shen Qing who called him "Mr. Lu, I'll wait for you to come home" in her soft and sweet voice.
Lu Tingchuan said in a daze: "You weren't like this before."
Shen Qing looked at him with amusement: "What was I like before?"
At least it's not covered with thorns, not only hurting others but also hurting itself, like a rose.
But when you wanted to pick the rose, you didn't dislike its thorns. Now that you are pricked by its thorns, you blame it for not being as good as before. But don't forget, the thorns of the rose were originally for protection. When it was buried in the soil and had never experienced wind, rain and sun, its thorns were also soft.
Shen Qing tilted her head, looking somewhat obedient. "Lu Tingchuan, don't act like you're hurt. It's like I'm bullying you. Look, I didn't cut off your fingers, I didn't force you to shoot this kind of video, I didn't force the doctor to cut open your stomach, and I didn't make you sick with depression... How could I have punished you?"
"So if I suffer all the injuries you've suffered before, will you go back to the past?" Lu Tingchuan asked anxiously.
Shen Qing just said calmly: "We can't go back to the past."
"Why?"
"Because the Shen Qing of the past is already dead. You have already crushed her to ashes, and her soul has been scattered. She will never forgive you for the rest of her life."
A muffled thunder sounded outside, suddenly, like an illusion. Lu Tingchuan's body shook. He was on a business trip and had been working overtime for several nights in a row to deal with trivial matters. He was already exhausted both physically and mentally. Then he was frightened all the way. He thought all the way about how to make Shen Qing listen to his explanation that he was not the one who released the video.
But what he didn't expect was that Shen Qing didn't care about the video at all.
Logically speaking, he should be satisfied with such a calm Shen Qing, but he was just a servile person, so servile that he wanted Shen Qing to scold him or even beat him up.
The look in Shen Qing's eyes when he looked at him no longer had the hatred he had before. It was as calm as a pool of lake water that could drown a person silently. Shen Qing was looking at him, but it seemed as if he was not looking at him.
For her, none of this mattered anymore, because she was heading towards death, so she didn't care about anything.
"I told you before, I want to take my child's ashes back to my hometown."
"When will you be back?"
"tomorrow."
"Then I'll take you there..." Lu Tingchuan paused and asked cautiously, "Is that okay with you?"
"Okay." Shen Qing didn't show any annoyance towards Lu Tingchuan on her face, but that didn't mean she didn't feel it in her heart.
"It's nothing, just go out. There's nothing to talk about between you and me anyway."
Lu Tingchuan didn't leave. He remembered what the driver said to him on the phone, saying that Shen Qing had fallen and the skin on his hands was scraped off.
He looked at the back of Shen Qing's hand and saw the exposed wound.
"I'll put medicine on the wound on your hand and then I'll be out."
"No need." Shen Qing knew better than anyone where the medicine box was in the bedroom. She took out the medicine box, took out a bottle of iodine from it, unscrewed the lid and poured it on the wound.
This bright red wound caused by grinding on the ground is painful just by looking at it, let alone washing it directly with disinfectant, but Shen Qing didn't even blink.
Lu Tingchuan stood behind her and watched. He didn't even have the chance to reach out. He watched Shen Qing skillfully clean the wound, apply medicine, and even cut some gauze to apply on it to prevent bacterial infection. With an injured hand, the movements were inevitably stiff, but Shen Qing would rather use her mouth than let Lu Tingchuan help.
Lu Tingchuan watched Shen Qing treat her wounds. In his memory, Shen Qing was used to enduring pain. It wasn't that she wasn't afraid of pain, she just didn't want to show her pain in front of others. Every time she was injured, she would hide away and treat the wound secretly, which is how she developed such a skilled bandaging technique.
In the environment that Shen Qing lived in, Lu Tingchuan actually knew better than anyone that without sincerity, it was worse than having no parents. Growing up under oppression, she also wanted someone to comfort her when she was hurt, but once she showed weakness, she would be treated even more indifferently.
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