Chapter 77 Past Life (2): Two Blood-Stained Gold Rings [Warning: Enter at your own risk] [Killer!!!]\n\r
He wanted to celebrate Xiao Luo's birthday.
Watching him retake the college entrance exam and go to school.
His remaining wealth was enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
Once I feel better, let's go to the beach to watch the sunrise together. Xiao Luo has been talking about it for a long time.
How could he die?
He cannot die.
He hasn't...put the ring on his finger yet.
When Xiao Luo mentioned the couple who had been married for twenty years at the market this morning, she was full of envy. She thought that she would be very happy if she could receive such a gift for her birthday tomorrow.
He thought he could take the opportunity to get another kiss.
The identity of a boyfriend.
Formal relationship.
I hope Xiao Luo won't look down on him.
It's okay if you don't like it.
He will let go once he has enough ability to live a good life on his own.
But definitely not now.
Two years after Dean Qu passed away, Xiao Luo's mental state deteriorated. She would always curl up in a corner and even self-harmed twice. She has only gradually improved in the last six months.
How could he die at a time like this!
What about the original source that was established with one's own help?
It had already gone bankrupt, and he didn't have the ability to keep it afloat.
He shouldn't have gone.
Regret, guilt, and an inability to let go... Pei Yanli was overwhelmed by various emotions, and her head grew heavier and heavier. But gradually, her hearing, which had been lost, returned.
He heard the sound of machines running.
Immediately afterwards, an iron gate was pushed open forcefully.
He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Luo again, whose face was blank and whose hands were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.
Why can I still see it?
He's not dead!
Very good!
He didn't die.
"The deceased fell to his death from the 28th floor. We used technology to recover the broken phone. There were only two contacts. The other person will be here soon. Please take a look and confirm if it is him."
Pei Yanli found it strange; what was the policeman saying?
Who died?
Why was Xiao Luo notified?
Xiao Luo... Xiao Luo is much shorter than usual. He's sitting... Pei Yanli lowered her head. He could no longer stand, but now he's standing!
What happened?
He tried to take a couple of steps, then quickly ran up to the person and said, "Xiao Luo, look, I can stand up! Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo?"
Luo Yunqing seemed not to see him, walking past him without looking to the side, passing right through his outstretched hand.
Before Pei Yanli could react, the heavy door was pushed open again. Chen Zhao, who was always composed and calm in the face of adversity, stumbled in and walked straight through his body.
"boss!"
A hoarse voice came from behind.
Pei Yanli slowly turned around. On the morgue lay a person covered by a white sheet, and the face that was exposed was none other than himself!
"I'm dead! Then what am I now..." He looked at his hands, pale and bluish, not at all like a living person's. "Really dead? How could this be?"
Intermittent, suppressed sobs echoed throughout the morgue. Chen Zhao covered his mouth, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably: "Boss, boss..."
An overwhelming sadness flowed into my heart, dense and intensely painful.
Pei Yanli reached out her hand to the man, but it passed right through his face. He could see and hear, but he couldn't touch him.
We are powerless to do anything about it.
Chen Zhao is already like this, then what about Xiao Luo...?
In stark contrast to Chen Zhao, Luo Yunqing stood motionless in front of the mortuary, staring at the face soaked in blood.
"Is it confirmed that it is Pei Yanli herself?" the police officer asked.
Luo Yunqing nodded blankly: "Yes, it's him."
"The surveillance cameras in that building have all been turned off, and nobody knows how he got there. The glass at the 28th-floor connecting bridge was broken a few days ago, according to the person in charge. He probably fell from there. We found his wheelchair." The police officer opened his files: "Based on the preliminary investigation, the possibility of an accidental fall is very high."
“How could it be an accident! It’s Song Xuechen and Pei Hengzhi, it’s them!” Pei Yanli shouted.
Unfortunately, no one could hear him.
The police continued, "However, before the incident, we received an emergency call from the deceased. We don't know the specifics yet, but we will continue our investigation."
Luo Yunqing nodded repeatedly, "It's so cold here, can I... can I take him with me?"
"I'll go ask the forensic doctor. If there's nothing wrong with the body, you can take it."
"Thanks."
Stepping out of the morgue, Luo Yunqing slowly sat down on a bench.
Pei Yanli was also able to come out.
Undeterred, he touched the other's face again and again: "Xiao Luo, my death was not an accident, it was deliberate, did you hear me? It was deliberate."
"The boss is dead, and you don't seem sad at all."
At the other end of the bench, Chen Zhao forcefully wiped away the tears on her face, but soon her eyes filled with tears again. She looked at Luo Yunqing, who remained silent.
"Your boss has given you money, fed you and clothed you all these years, and now that he's dead, you don't even shed a single tear?"
"He's dead? Dead?"
"Didn't you just see it all!"
"oh."
"Oh?" A single word instantly ignited Chen Zhao's anger. He took two steps forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and slammed him against the wall: "Have you forgotten who saved you at the bar entrance? It was the boss!"
"I know."
Luo Yunqing kept her eyes down, her expression indifferent.
"Since you know... since you know, why..." Chen Zhao gritted his teeth and reluctantly let go: "In these five years, didn't you feel the boss's affection for you at all!"
"He likes me?" Luo Yunqing forced a bitter smile, but before he could speak, she shook her head again: "He doesn't like me, he doesn't."
How could Pei Yanli like him?
"you!"
Chen Zhao couldn't help but feel sorry for his boss.
Just as I was about to scold him, the policeman came over and said, "There's something else. During the autopsy, his left hand was clenched very tightly. The forensic doctor discovered this after breaking off his fingers."
Open the folder and pick up the evidence bag: two gold rings stained with blood.
“Just now, following this clue, we discovered that the deceased had visited a jewelry store this afternoon. According to the clerk, the deceased placed the order a month ago, saying it was… a gift for his lover’s birthday.”
Her pupils contracted instantly, and Luo Yunqing slowly stretched out her hand while tilting her head back.
The police officer, unsure of who to give it to, placed it in his palm and said, "There are no other injuries on the surface of the body. If you want to claim it, come with me to complete the formalities."
After receiving the evidence bag, Luo Yunqing lowered her head.
Chen Zhao had no choice but to say, "I'll go."
In the blink of an eye, only Luo Yunqing remained in front of the door.
He lowered his head and murmured, "Pei Yanli."
After watching Chen Zhao leave, Pei Yanli quickly returned to his side and squatted down: "I'm here."
"I made cold noodles."
Large water stains dripped onto the evidence bag.
"Sweet and sour."
"I've finished carving the rabbit, and I'm planning to come pick you up."
Let's buy strawberries together.
"What are you going to do all that way?"
"I...I can't find you anywhere."
The evidence bag was crumpled into a ball. Luo Yunqing bent over, resting her head on her knees, curled up in a ball. Apart from that, there was no sound, only her shoulders shaking violently.
Pei Yanli could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything about it.
Until Chen Zhao returned.
Even though he couldn't hear, he still couldn't help but plead, "Please help me comfort him, okay? Xiao Luo is just not good at expressing himself. He's been very good to me for the past five years."
No matter how much he pleaded, Chen Zhao never stepped forward. Instead, he squatted down at the corner of the corridor and covered his eyes with one hand.
…………
After completing the formalities, the two retrieved Pei Yanli's body and placed it in an ice coffin.
This was the second time in five years that Chen Zhao had set foot in the courtyard where they lived. The last time was five years ago when Pei Yanli entrusted him to buy it.
The yard wasn't big, but it was planted with flowers.
A swing basket hangs under the wrought iron flower stand, and various green plants are placed next to it. The two-bedroom house is also clean and tidy, showing that a lot of care has been put into it.
"I'm sorry for what I said about you at the police station before." Chen Zhao apologized to him for what had happened before, and then said, "The boss often mentioned you to me, saying that you were a good cook, that you knew his leg was bad and would hurt when it rained, and that you learned to massage him... You were a good person, but I just... I just can't accept that the boss died like this. It was definitely not an accident. There must be other reasons."
He kept rambling on and on.
Luo Yunqing remained remarkably quiet, silently wiping the blood from Pei Yanli's face before kneeling before the ice coffin, clutching the two gold rings.
"He likes me."
"yes."
Five years ago, Pei Yanli left the Pei family. He was no longer the second master of the Pei family, nor did he need a secretary anymore.
Chen Zhao was dismissed by him and found another job, which also involved managing his assets.
“The boss decided on the distribution of his assets two years ago.” Chen Zhao choked up. “He said that if something happened to him one day, all his assets would be inherited by you. He didn’t say it explicitly, but I think he liked you.”
Otherwise, someone who could barely take care of himself five years ago wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to support him.
"Two years ago..." Luo Yunqing tilted her head and looked at the person who seemed to be just sleeping, "My mother-in-law passed away."
When he was self-harming with a knife, Pei Yanli kissed him for the first time.
Patting him on the back, she said, "Xiao Luo, you still have me. You're not alone. I'll always be here for you."
"Liar." Her eyes were getting more and more sore, and Luo Yunqing reached out to touch his frozen face: "You left too, leaving me all alone."
Chen Zhao didn't know how to comfort him, so he just said, "The boss's death is very suspicious, it was definitely not an accident."
This morning, I asked him for information about Pei Hengzhi's shareholding structure. This matter must be related to him.
He absolutely had to find out the cause of his boss's death and take revenge!
As for Luo Yunqing...
"I need to go back to the police station to check again and register the boss's death. You stay here and watch over him."
There was no response for a long time after the message was sent.
Chen Zhao had no choice but to leave first. They couldn't let themselves wallow in sadness; they had to pull themselves together and find out what had happened.
Once the truth is found, boss, I'll set him free for you.
You won't blame me, will you?
…………
After Chen Zhao left.
The room was completely deserted.
Luo Yunqing lay motionless in front of the uncovered ice coffin, holding the two gold rings, and put the smaller one on the ring finger of her left hand.
"Perfect."
He flipped his hand back and forth, smiling at the sleeping person, and said, "The ring fits perfectly, I'm so happy. You said it was for... your lover's birthday, is that me? So, you like me too."
Luo Yunqing raised her head, trying to hold back her uncontrollable tears, but they still spilled out.
"Xiao Luo... don't cry." Pei Yanli hurriedly reached out her hand, and a tear fell onto the back of his hand, feeling like a burning flame.
The heart also contracted rapidly.
He's in so much pain.
It hurts more than falling from the 28th floor.
Pei Yanli was filled with regret, wishing she had never ordered the ring.
We'll never know if Xiao Luo will be any better off.
"When did you start liking me?" Luo Yunqing sniffed, her fingertips slowly tracing the other's pale lips. She opened her mouth several times, managing to utter a difficult sound: "Was it when you first kissed me?"
"From the first moment I saw you."
"What a coincidence, me too. My mother-in-law is gone, and you're the only one I can hold onto. Have you seen her yet? Is she doing well? I burned so much paper money for her, so she doesn't have to worry about money down there. And Xiaoyu, you haven't met him, he was only five years old when he died. When my mother-in-law found him, he was just a tiny baby. I was the one who took care of him, he was very attached to me. And Xiaofeng, Qingqing... everyone I knew, they're all dead."
Luo Yunqing lowered her body, pressing her face against the cold ice coffin. "Look, don't I look like a jinx?"
"No! Xiao Luo, this isn't your fault, you're not a jinx!" Pei Yanli cupped his face, repeating over and over, "You're my lucky star."
All he could say were these useless words, and then he could only watch helplessly as his lover's hair turned white inch by inch.
Pei Yanli squatted down beside him, but in the end, she didn't even have the courage to touch him.
What should he do?
Is this all we can do but watch?
“You told me that Chen Zhao is very capable, and that he should be able to handle our affairs after we pass away.”
us!
"Xiao Luo, what are you going to do?"
Luo Yunqing let out a long breath, as if she had made a decision. She slowly stood up, supporting herself against the ice coffin, and went back to her room to change into a clean white shirt.
"Why is your hair all white? It looks so ugly. You won't dislike me, will you?"
Luo Yunqing turned around, passed through his body, took a fruit knife, and returned to the ice coffin.
"Don't go yet, wait for me, let's go together to find Grandma."
He leaned down and pressed his forehead against the man's, placing a kiss on his cold lips before severing the tendons in his wrist with all his might.
"Xiao Luo!!!"
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