Chapter 699 Dreaming of Shen Qing, who died in the previous life
After coming out of Shen Qing's room, Lu Tingchuan looked like he had lost his soul. No one knew what had happened inside, and no one dared to ask.
It was dinner time and the chef had prepared the meal. Aunt Lin went to call Shen Qing first. Seeing that Shen Qing was sleeping, she did not disturb her. She quietly went downstairs and brought dinner upstairs.
The butler went to call Lu Tingchuan. He stood at the door and knocked three times, but there was no response. Worried, the butler pushed the door open carefully. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a pungent smell of cigarettes and alcohol.
Lu Tingchuan sat in front of the computer desk. The table next to him was filled with wine bottles. He used alcohol to stay alert. Perhaps Lu Tingchuan was the only one who would do that.
The butler was completely wrong.
Lu Tingchuan didn't want to stay sober, he wanted to get drunk with the help of alcohol, but the more one wants to be drunk, the more sober one becomes.
Lu Tingchuan personally checked the video on his computer and learned that the video about Shen Qing had spread throughout J University. The speed of transmission was very fast. If it were not for the principal's efforts to control it, it would probably have become a hot topic in J City news.
Shen Qing's phone number was written in a public toilet, and someone even made small promotional pornographic cards with her photo and scattered them in small parks and hotels.
In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, Lu Tingchuan had no choice but to pay someone to clean it up, and he even had to beg someone higher up for money.
Lu Tingchuan made a phone call and arranged and instructed things in an orderly manner. After he finished, he held his head and let out a long sigh.
The words Shen Qing said were still echoing in his ears, lingering and making his internal organs ache.
He laughed at his own stupidity.
He once called Li Jingshen an idiot, but in the end, he was the real idiot.
He advises others not to regret, but has he ever thought that one day he will regret so much that he wants to cry?
The next morning, Shen Qing woke up before five o'clock.
She couldn't fall asleep after waking up, so she stared out the window with her eyes open until Aunt Lin came in and called her to get up, then she got up to wash.
As always, the breakfast was Shen Qing's favorite, with a light taste. It was a nutritious meal specially prepared by the doctor.
Shen Qing had eaten half of her meal when she saw Lu Tingchuan slowly coming down from upstairs. His eyes were swollen and blue, and it was obvious that he had not slept all night.
Seeing him, Shen Qing put down his bowl and chopsticks and stopped eating.
Her obvious action naturally caught Lu Tingchuan's attention. Lu Tingchuan looked bitter: Did he really make her feel disgusted?
“Miss Shen, you don’t want to eat anymore?”
"I have no appetite and can't eat."
Aunt Lin advised, "You're going on a long journey today, so you'd better eat a little more, otherwise you'll feel uncomfortable on the road. Is it not to your taste? Otherwise, I can ask the chef to make a new one, or put it in a thermal lunch box so you can take it away later."
"No need to go to so much trouble. I just suddenly felt nauseous and couldn't eat." Shen Qing deliberately glanced at Lu Tingchuan when he mentioned "nauseous".
Lu Tingchuan's body stiffened and he turned around and walked out. He no longer dared to ask for more. It was good enough that Shen Qing was alive.
He has already followed Li Jingshen's old path. He can't be like him and force people to death before regretting it.
Shen Qing's hometown is called Wanshou Village. It's a good name, but unfortunately the people here don't seem to live long. The average age is 68-70 years old.
Shen Qing grew up in Wanshou Village. While others miss the place where they grew up, she wanted to escape from this place as far away as possible. She had no childhood and no happiness here, and the only thing worth remembering was her grandmother.
Shen Qing sat in the car and looked at the familiar scenery outside. After so many years, this place is still the same as before.
Lu Tingchuan and Shen Qing sat together. On the way, Lu Tingchuan tried to say a word or two to Shen Qing, but Shen Qing ignored him. She just held the urn and stroked it gently, as if what she was holding in her arms was not a bottle, but a child.
In fact, that was indeed his and Shen Qing's first child.
Shen Qing now always makes Lu Tingchuan feel scared. She is right in front of him, within his reach, but there seems to be an unbridgeable gap between them, as if he will never be able to hold her hand again in his entire life.
Lu Tingchuan was drowsy as he was shaking along the road. He dreamed that Shen Qing turned on the gas and cut her wrists to death... She was lying quietly on the bed in a white dress, and the blood on her wrists dyed her white dress red.
He wanted to go over and stop her bleeding, but there seemed to be a barrier of time and space between the two of them, and he couldn't get through. He could only watch her lying on the bed and dying quietly.
After she closed her eyes, she never opened them again.
The last sentence she said was: "Lu Tingchuan, Shen Qing is dead."
Lu Tingchuan's eyes suddenly widened, and his body, which was originally lying on the back, suddenly leaned forward, opened his mouth and breathed deeply, his face pale.
His action scared the driver in front.
"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"
"fine."
Lu Tingchuan held his forehead and felt cold sweat on his hands. He had woken up, but his brain had not yet woken up from the dream. He was confused and seemed to be still deeply trapped in it.
Whenever Lu Tingchuan thought of Shen Qing in his dream, he felt a wave of fear in his heart. It was clearly just an ordinary nightmare, but he always felt as if it had really happened.
This was actually not the first time this had happened. As early as two years ago when he asked Shen Qing to go to the hotel to accompany Li Jingshen, he also often had strange dreams like this. There was no basis for them, but he couldn't help but pay attention to them.
He originally wanted to ignore Shen Qing, but because of those inexplicable dreams, he brought Shen Qing back.
It seemed that only by forcing Shen Qing to stay by his side would she not "disappear".
Shen Qing hugged the urn tightly and slept with her neck tilted.
"Turn up the air conditioner, the temperature is too low." Lu Tingchuan was worried that Shen Qing would catch a cold sleeping in such a low temperature.
Lu Tingchuan opened the car window to get some fresh air. After being exposed to the sun, his body was no longer so cold.
It took a total of five hours from getting off the plane to driving all the way to the village. When he arrived, Shen Qing did not rest or eat, but got out of the car holding the urn and went up the mountain.
It rains a lot in autumn. It rained last night and the ground is still wet. The path up the mountain is a bit slippery.
This village is so small that any trivial matter happening in any household can spread throughout the village, not to mention the sudden arrival of a luxury car.
Everyone in this village knew Shen Qing and had watched her grow up. What impressed them most about her was that she was good-looking, hardworking, and had a hard life at home.
Neither her father nor her mother loved her. In the beginning, this couple forced Shen Qing to marry a divorced man in his forties just for the betrothal gift.
This incident caused a big uproar at the time. Not only did this village know about it, but it also spread to the neighboring village. It was a huge embarrassment.
The people here have not seen much of the world and are a little curious about how such a car could get here.
The car door opened and Lu Tingchuan stepped out first. Before the onlookers could marvel at his good looks and temperament, another figure came out.
"Isn't this Shen Qing?"
After so many years, Shen Qing's appearance has changed a lot. Combined with her clothes and temperament, she is no longer the same person as the cowardly bumpkin she used to be. But when she appeared, almost everyone recognized her and even called out her name.
The reason, of course, is...
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