Chapter 81 Past Life (6): Watching the Sunrise Together. (The End)
Crack!
A thunderbolt struck down from the sky.
When Pei Hengzhi slowly woke up, the first thing he saw was a sandalwood box placed on a table under a distant lamp, with an oval-shaped photograph embedded in the center.
Strange, how could he be so sure it was a photo when they were so far apart?
Where is this?
How did he end up here?
He...he's been tied up!
His hands were tied behind his back to the chair, and his legs were also tied to the chair legs.
Who kidnapped him?
My head was spinning and I couldn't remember anything, except that I vaguely remembered smelling a sandalwood scent before I lost consciousness.
That smell... I feel like I've smelled it somewhere before.
Bang!
Before he could think it through, the rickety door was kicked open.
What comes into view is a head full of white hair that can be clearly seen even in the darkness of night.
It was probably a man; he wasn't short, but he was very thin. In the December weather, he was only wearing a shirt, which looked like a thin sheet of paper hanging on his body.
They walked very slowly, passing by a broken, drafty window. A flash of blue light shone on their necks, making their collarbones appear sharp and protruding.
He also got a clear look at the face above.
Luo Yunqing!
But he was completely different from the person I met five years ago.
Especially those eyes, like a snake slowly climbing up from the soles of the feet, spitting out a cold, piercing tongue, as if it might open its sharp teeth and bite into the heart at any moment.
Pei Heng struggled instinctively.
"It's no use, I tied a knot that's impossible to untie." The house was empty, and the sound echoed back.
As Luo Yunqing spoke, she threw the things she was dragging in front of him.
"Xiaoxue! What have you done to Xiaoxue?!"
"Nothing's happened yet, but we don't know what will happen later." Luo Yunqing then pulled a Swiss Army knife out of his pocket.
The meaning couldn't be clearer.
Pei Hengzhi quickly asked, "What do you want to do?"
“It’s so much easier talking to smart people.” Luo Yunqing stepped over the unconscious Song Xuechen on the ground, lifted his chin with a sharp knife, and said without wasting words, “Pei Yanli, who pushed you down? You, or him?”
"Second Uncle?" Pei Hengzhi stared at the drastically changed man before him. "You're here to avenge Second Uncle?"
Luo Yunqing did not answer, but instead gripped the knife and plunged it into his thigh.
Pei Hengzhi was completely unprepared and never expected him to actually make a move, so he immediately let out a scream.
"Just answer my questions, I don't want to hear anything else!" Luo Yunqing pulled the knife out again and pressed it against his chin. "Speak! Who pushed him down!"
Cold sweat dripped down his face.
Pei Hengzhi's face turned as white as a sheet in an instant. He gritted his teeth and strained with all his might, but the knot tied around his hands only tightened with each struggle.
"I'll ask you one more time, who is it?"
"He fell by accident... Ah!!"
Another knife was plunged into the other leg.
"Do you think I'm easy to fool?" His sunken eyes suddenly drew closer. Luo Yunqing grabbed his hair and pulled him back, tapping his throbbing carotid artery with the blood-stained knife. "Yuanyin Technology, the windows on the 28th-floor corridor are almost never opened. Even when they are, it takes at least two people, and they can only open a small section. You're telling me it was him, that he accidentally opened them?"
He won't believe you if you lie to the police.
"He came to see you that day, didn't he?"
There was a news report this morning saying that Yuanyin Technology had gone bankrupt.
Chen Zhao said that Yuanyin was the main business of the Pei family and the place where Pei Yanli had devoted the most effort. They stole his shares and destroyed everything he had!
"Is money any good? If you didn't earn it yourself, you don't feel bad spending it!"
Even if they go bankrupt, they can still live a carefree life with that money. What about Pei Yanli?
If Pei Hengzhi still didn't understand what he was up to by now, then he had taken those two stabs for nothing. "You must avenge him."
Luo Yunqing remained silent.
He then raised his voice: "My second uncle has been dead for five years."
Why would he want revenge after five years?
“Yes, it’s been five years.” Luo Yunqing instantly suppressed her hatred, released his hair, and looked back at the sandalwood box on the table. “We’ve known each other for ten years now.”
He was like a patient with intermittent seizures, and then asked with a smile, "Do you know what day it is tomorrow?"
Pei Hengzhi was at a loss.
What day is tomorrow, December 22?
"You still claim to be his nephew? How could a nephew forget his own uncle's birthday?"
December 22nd is Pei Yanli's birthday.
Luo Yunqing exhaled a puff of white breath and looked out the window with longing in her eyes: "We made a promise that when he feels better, we'll go to the beach to watch the sunrise."
The corners of her mouth, which had been turned up, slowly fell back down. Then she abruptly turned her head and said, "But his body will never get better! You know that? I went with him to see a doctor before. The doctor said his leg had been injured twice and he would never be able to stand up again. Who did it? You, or Song Xuechen!"
I noticed his gaze flickered away for a moment.
Luo Yunqing knew it was you!
Although Chen Zhao said that Pei Yanli fell down the stairs once after Song Xuechen entered the Pei family, if it were clear that it was him, Chen Zhao would have been more accurate and pointed out that it was him who pushed her.
It is now clear that the one who truly pushed Pei Yanli down the stairs was him, Pei Hengzhi.
"Why? He's your own second uncle!"
Before Pei Hengzhi could explain, Luo Yunqing put away her knife, picked up the steel rod leaning against the pillar, and raised it with both hands, pointing it at his legs.
Luo Yunqing has gone mad.
If he dares to use a knife, he'll definitely swing a stick too.
Pei Hengzhi felt a sense of fear and quickly said, "Because I'm jealous of him! He's better than me in every way, smarter than me, more capable than me. He went abroad in his teens and is doing very well overseas. Everyone who meets me mentions him, but I'm not bad either."
"So, you have to pull him down."
"Yes! I just want to see what it's like when the high and mighty Second Master Pei falls down!" Once the door opened, the words naturally spilled out. Pei Hengzhi couldn't help but laugh: "He's just an ordinary person, not at all as amazing as they say."
The steel rod fell the moment he finished speaking, and you could clearly hear the bones cracking.
At that moment, Pei Hengzhi wished he could pinch a hole in his palm.
I was sweating profusely.
"Then let me see what you'll be like."
One blow wasn't enough, so Luo Yunqing raised the steel rod again and, as the boy began to beg for mercy in fear, slammed it down hard, breaking even the old chair.
Streams of scarlet blood meandered outwards from the broken ends.
Pei Hengzhi fainted on the spot.
“He’s not a god, and you’re not even human.” Luo Yunqing threw away the filthy stick and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
After resting for a full half hour, the bleeding stopped, and the person was hung upside down.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. If you die, you'll see him sooner than I do." He pulled out the Swiss Army knife again and staggered toward the people tied to the wall pillar not far away. "Isn't that right, brother?"
The person didn't speak, and didn't even open their eyes.
“I know you’re awake.” He slowly squatted down and patted the other person’s face. “Unlike them, I specifically instructed you to give less of your medicine.”
Song Moyan could no longer pretend to be unconscious. "You want to avenge Pei Yanli?"
"You think it has nothing to do with you?"
Song Moyan said confidently, "I didn't harm him."
"No?" Luo Yunqing uttered those two words fiercely: "You never thought about getting his shares? It wasn't you who coaxed Song Xuechen into staying by Pei Yanli's side as your mole!"
Chen Zhao said that Pei Yanli originally planned to spend three months making the deceased old man Pei see clearly that the marriage alliance was useless, and then divorce Song Xuechen. She even felt that this matter had wronged him, so she made many extra promises in the marriage agreement.
Pei Yanli had done nothing to wrong them.
But what about them?
Taking advantage of Pei Yanli's kindness, she delayed again and again, drugging his daily food, causing his mental state to deteriorate. Taking advantage of his weakness, she stole his shares as his legal spouse and eventually transferred them all to his name.
They even have the nerve to say they didn't harm him.
"Do you have any evidence?" Even now, Song Moyan is still stubbornly insisting, "Without evidence, it's slander."
"It doesn't matter." Luo Yunqing no longer cared about evidence. "I couldn't understand it before. We are clearly brothers, so why were you so cruel to me? You were willing to take revenge on me for that fake one."
He stood up, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and could see many people.
Xiaoyu, Grandma...
"I thought it was because we haven't known each other for so many years, so we're not close." If that's the reason, Luo Yunqing can understand.
He was equally unfamiliar with his older brother and his so-called biological parents.
He couldn't possibly feel so much love or closeness to someone who had never appeared in his life for the first ten years or so.
When he learned the truth and saw them all comforting Song Xuechen, his first thought was of his mother.
His mother-in-law, Xiaoyu... his family will surely come to comfort him when they find out.
He has nothing to be sad about.
He may lack money, but he doesn't lack love.
Song Xuechen can continue to be the young master of the Song family, with no worries about food and clothing, and loved by his parents and brothers. Is it too much for him to ask for five million to improve the life of the welfare home?
"You've been suppressing me, both openly and secretly, to get revenge for him. Everyone who sees this will say, 'What a good older brother! He loves his younger brother so much!' Is that really the case?"
He lowered his head and quickly approached: "Do you know why? There are so many surveillance cameras at the Song family villa, how could I possibly catch you? You've wronged more than just me."
In a flash, Song Moyan remembered the bowl of sweet soup that Tang Yajun had given him before he went to sleep.
She said, "It's disgusting!"
Luo Yunqing smiled, raised the knife, and forcefully stabbed it into his abdomen.
At that moment, Song Moyan was trembling all over.
"Actually, she really wanted to do it herself. But the Song family has already wronged her, and I can't dirty her hands any further." Luo Yunqing slowly turned around twice and pulled out the blood-stained knife.
"Luo Yunqing, you..."
"What are you trying to say? That you deserve a terrible death?" Luo Yunqing stopped his bleeding as well. "Yes, a bad person like me deserves a terrible death. You all deserve to live to a ripe old age and live a good life."
They also hung people upside down in the same way.
Luo Yunqing's hands were covered in blood.
He casually wiped the box with a dirty gauze cloth from the ground, then looked at the sandalwood box. "It'll be over soon, just wait a little longer."
Finally, he staggered to the unconscious man.
Without saying a word, he first stabbed the shoulder blade, and the person woke up immediately from the pain.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Luo Yunqing grabbed his chin and pulled him close.
"Luo Yunqing! What do you want to do!"
"Actually, I'm quite envious of you. During those two years, was Pei Yanli good to you? I think... she was pretty good."
He heard everything Chen Zhao told him.
When Pei Yanli was in the car accident, he broke his leg and had lung problems. He didn't think about a marriage alliance; it was the old man of the Pei family.
The old man, who was usually reasonable, was very superstitious about this matter. He insisted on bringing good luck to the man and hoped that he would get better.
Pei Yanli couldn't refuse, nor did she want to waste the old man's good intentions, but she also didn't want to ruin the other party, so she set an agreement from the beginning: three months.
Three months was the deadline he set for himself.
He gradually dissuaded the old man from this idea, making him realize that a marriage of convenience was useless, and that he would divorce him before the old man's anger was diverted.
Look how considerate he is.
But what about them?
"Later, Pei Yanli found out about your relationship with Pei Hengzhi. He told Chen Zhao that he wanted to help you two get together, and he even planned to take all the blame upon himself. He even paved the way for you! He was so good to you two, and what about you?"
"How did you treat him!"
If he treats Pei Yanli well, that's fine, even if they've never met, even if he's just gritting his teeth and living alone in this world, it's still better than having her and then losing her.
"You are the one I hate the most."
"You hate me? It was your own fault for not wanting to go through the arranged marriage in the first place!"
"Yes, that's why I hate myself too."
For the past five years, Luo Yunqing has been filled with regret.
If he had been the one to arrange the marriage, Pei Yanli would not have ended up like this.
But there's no going back in life.
He took a deep breath and pressed the knife against Song Xuechen's pale cheek.
Outside, amidst lightning and thunder, a sudden downpour began.
Screams echoed through the empty house.
Finally, he hung up the phone, threw the knife next to the mangled body, and turned to walk heavily to the sandalwood box.
Just as he was about to reach out, he noticed that his hand was stained with blood again, so he quickly wiped it with gauze.
But no matter how much he wiped it, it was still dirty.
Like a child who had done something wrong, Luo Yunqing timidly peeked at the photo. "You won't dislike me, will you? It's okay if you do, it's raining outside, it'll wash off soon."
After editing the last message, he sent it to Chen Zhao: I'm taking Pei Yanli to see the sunrise, bye-bye~
=^_^=
I put down my phone, carefully and tenderly picked up the sandalwood box, and walked out the door.
"Xiao Luo, it's raining, we won't see the sunrise." Pei Yanli floated beside him, seemingly understanding what he was planning to do next, her voice trembling slightly: "Shall we go back?"
“Pei Yanli, I didn’t kill anyone.” Luo Yunqing held out a hand. “Look, the rain washed away all the blood, leaving everything clean.”
As he walked towards the edge of the cliff, he tapped the sandalwood box and muttered, "Today is a good day. You ask what day it is? Silly you, it's your birthday, I have a good memory. But... there are no strawberries today, so I'll take you to see the sunrise."
It took Luo Yunqing a long time to walk a short distance.
He was so tired that he had to stop and catch his breath every few steps.
"Don't worry, everything at home is locked up, and I've left a letter for Chen Zhao. Of all the money I've earned these past few years, I'll donate some to the welfare home, and the rest will be left to him as... as an apology gift."
“I’ve been a burden to him these past few years because of me.”
"He's a very good person, just occasionally a bit sharp-tongued and sometimes doesn't mean what he says, but I know he does it all for my own good."
"I can't be a burden to him anymore. I want to watch the sunrise with you in peace and quiet."
Having finally reached the edge of the cliff, amidst surging waves and endless darkness all around, Luo Yunqing pursed her lips: "I forgot, you can't see the sunrise when it's raining."
Soon after, the long wail of police sirens rang out behind them.
Luo Yunqing hugged the wooden box tightly and turned around.
In the torrential rain, it seemed as if Chen Zhao stumbled and ran out of the police car, taking a step back.
Take a step and step off the cliff.
I'm sorry, Chen Zhao. It's been five years. I think I should go find Pei Yanli.
“Pei Yanli…I’ve come to find you.”
"Wait for me."
The moment they fell, Pei Yanli flew down with them.
"Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo... I'm right here."
He held the person tightly, and together they plunged into the deep sea.
…………
A thunderclap resounded.
Pei Yanli suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. In the darkness, her breathing was rapid and deafening.
Not long after, a soft moan came from beside me.
Luo Yunqing rubbed her eyes and sat up. "Honey, what's wrong?"
His voice sounded slightly hoarse before he started singing.
Before he could open his eyes, he was hugged tightly. "What's wrong?"
He hugged the face buried in his shoulder, touched his hand and found it covered in tears, and immediately came to his senses, "Why are you crying all of a sudden?"
Pei Yanli stared blankly at the person, then lowered her head again. "I had a nightmare."
"What kind of dream was that? It was so scary!" Luo Yunqing couldn't help but laugh.
How can someone in their thirties cry over a dream?
"Alright, alright." He patted the person, yawned, and coaxed, "It's just a dream, don't take it so seriously."
Was it just a dream?
But that feeling was like it was tearing his heart apart.
"I'm scared."
"Why are you becoming more and more affectionate?" Luo Yunqing cupped his face again and kissed him. "Aren't you scared?"
"Afraid."
"How about this?"
Luo Yunqing kissed him twice more.
Seeing him continue nodding, she became unconvinced, "Pei Yanli, don't push your luck."
"Give me a few more kisses." Pei Yanli hugged him tighter and tighter.
Having no other choice, Luo Yunqing leaned in and kissed his entire face.
It's because he's soft-hearted.
"Is this okay? Go to sleep now. We're supposed to go back to the orphanage to see Grandma tomorrow."
"Yes, let's go see her."
"Lie down quickly, I'm so sleepy."
After finally coaxing her, Luo Yunqing closed her eyes and fell asleep, exhausted.
Not long after, he hugged her tightly again. They say there's a seven-year itch, but he's getting more and more clingy.
"Wife."
"Hmm? What is it now?"
Where do you want to go for your wedding anniversary this year?
"I haven't decided yet. Do you have any recommendations?"
Pei Yanli gently kissed his lips and murmured, "Let's go to Lover's Island again, to watch the sunrise."
"OK."
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Next, an IF line~
Just so you know, some important supporting characters will disappear; it's on the antagonist's side.
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