Chapter 151 Xing Yu, I'm so tired, I want to sleep
Cheng Qing is dead.
When the ambulance arrived, she was no longer breathing.
The body was taken away, and Lin Yan stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the pool of cold blood on the ground.
She had completely blocked out the outside world's sounds, and only the few words Cheng Qing had said to her before his death floated back and forth in her mind...
She hated Cheng Qing, but never thought of her death.
The hatred is real, the resentment is real, and dragging her into the abyss is even more real.
But as time went by, year after year and day after day, her feelings for Cheng Qing were real.
No matter how strained their relationship was, or how terrible it got, she never imagined that Cheng Qing's ending would be so tragic.
Cheng Qing still has two children. If she leaves, what will happen to them?
The house is completely destroyed.
Because it was an unnatural death, 120 arrived at the scene to verify Cheng Qing's death and then handed him over to the public security organs for handling. The body was temporarily sent to the funeral home for preservation.
When Lin Yan arrived at the funeral home, Cheng Qing's parents and her husband were gathered in the morgue, crying inconsolably.
Lin Yan stood at the door, staring at Cheng Qing's body covered with white cloth from afar, her hands shaking constantly.
My eyes were obviously very dry, but tears kept flowing.
That night, she stayed in the funeral home with Cheng Qing's parents.
The next day, after police investigation, it was determined that this was a criminal case of premeditated murder.
Ten minutes before the incident, Cheng Qing went to the rooftop after receiving a call.
Less than five minutes after she went up there, she fell from the sixth-floor rooftop.
Cheng Qing's home is in an old family community, where all the apartments have walk-ups.
The monitoring facilities were not perfect and no useful relevant image information was retrieved.
You can only start with that phone number.
Soon, the owner of the phone was found. He was a 29-year-old single man named Qin Zhuoyi.
As Cheng Qing's friend, Lin Yan was called by the police to take a statement and confirmed that she did not know the man.
The police then showed her the man's identification information and when they saw his photo.
I feel cold all over.
I recognized him at a glance.
This man used to be the school bully of Qingyang No. 2 Middle School. They were not in the same school, but Lin Yan had a deep memory of him.
Because he was Mo Jiaozi's boyfriend, and when Mo Jiaozi bullied her, he often helped her.
According to the police, Qin Zhuoyi is a native of Qingyang and has no proper job. He lived with his father after his parents divorced. His mother married and moved to another place. His father died of illness five years ago. In recent years, he has been traveling between abroad and China.
The police quickly identified him as a suspect and were ready to arrest him, but it was too late.
It was discovered that the person had fled abroad.
The case suddenly became complicated.
There is no other way but to deal with Cheng Qing’s funeral first.
A day later, without a funeral, Cheng Qing was cremated.
When Lin Yan saw the complete person coming out of the crematorium, he turned into a box.
At that moment, the emotions were torn apart again.
She clearly realized that something was wrong at the time, so why couldn't she be more patient and guide Cheng Qing to tell her the truth?
If she had had a better attitude at the time, the things that happened later would not have happened.
Cheng Qing's death, after all, was due to her.
The weather in northern Beijing was very hot on the day of the burial.
There was a cry of grief in front of Cheng Qing's tombstone.
The second baby is still young and is held by his father.
He couldn't speak yet and didn't know what separation of life and death meant, nor did he know that his beloved mother would never come back...
The five-year-old Dabao seemed to sense something strange from the adults' crying. With red eyes, he looked at Cheng Qing's photo on the tombstone and called out "Mom"...
A long time later, after they all left.
Lin Yancai slowly squatted down and stared at the tombstone.
Cheng Qing died so suddenly that her posthumous portrait was a photo of her from college.
In the photo, she is full of youth and has a beautiful smile.
At that time, she certainly didn't expect that she would leave this world at the age of thirty...
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the weather that was sunny just now had turned gray.
With a muffled thunder, a flash of lightning exploded in the sky, and raindrops as big as beans fell straight down.
The rain mixed with her tears and rolled down to the ground.
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Xing Yu arrived in Beijing North at night. He had originally planned to stay away for only one or two days, but Xing Mo's matter turned out to be more complicated than he had imagined.
So I was delayed for two days and am only going back now.
I called Lin Yan these past two days but she didn't answer, and she only replied with one or two words perfunctorily when I sent her WeChat messages.
So after getting off the plane, I rushed home immediately.
When I got home, the living room was pitch black.
He thought Lin Yan was not at home, so he turned on the light and saw that the floor was wet.
Walking slowly along the water stains, Xing Yu finally saw Lin Yan on the sofa.
She was soaked all over, hugging her knees and huddled in the corner of the sofa with a blank look in her eyes.
Her loose hair was stuck to her cheeks in a messy manner, making it impossible to see her expression at the moment.
Xing Yu was frightened by her disheveled appearance. He squatted in front of the sofa and called softly, "Ayan?"
Hearing the voice, Lin Yan slowly raised her head, her eyes moving slightly: "Xing Yu...you're back..."
Xing Yu combed her hair and looked at her haggard face, his heart in his throat.
"Ayan...what happened?"
Lin Yan lowered her eyes and whispered, "Cheng Qing is dead... She is dead..."
Xing Yu heard the news.
incredible.
"What's going on?"
Lin Yan hadn't eaten or slept much in the past three days. She was dizzy and had no energy to tell the story again from beginning to end.
"Xing Yu...I'm so tired...I want to sleep..."
"Okay, I'll carry you back to the room..."
The moment he touched Lin Yan's skin, Xing Yu realized how hot Lin Yan's body was.
I quickly changed her clothes and took her to the hospital.
Fortunately, it was just a fever and nothing serious.
Looking at Lin Yan sleeping soundly on the hospital bed with an IV drip, his heart became more and more depressed.
As soon as Lin Yan returned to Jingbei, she encountered many troubles.
She wasn't meant to have big mood swings, and now Cheng Qing had suddenly passed away.
This was undoubtedly another deep blow to her...
I keenly noticed strange footsteps at the door of the ward.
Turning around, I saw Qin Yuan leaning against the door with his hands folded.
"Let's chat."
Xing Yu glanced at Lin Yan and walked out of the ward.
The hospital corridor at night is quiet and secluded.
The two of them stood facing each other against the wall.
Xing Yu had already guessed Qin Yuan's intention, but did not speak, waiting for him to speak.
Qin Yuan habitually used his index finger to play with the Buddha amulet on his chest, his tone lazy but serious.
"Xing Yu, it's time for Lin Yan to return to Lantai. You've seen it too. So much has happened to her in less than a month since she returned to Jingbei. Brother Qi should have told you everything he needed to say on the phone. If you really want to do good for her, you should let her go back and continue her treatment."
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