He didn't sleep all night last night, and today he only slept for an hour and a half on the way back. In fact, Meng Sheng's body had been a little bit unable to hold on for a long time, and he had been overdrawing and forcing himself to stay awake.
Now that the breath that was stuck in her throat sank back into her stomach, she felt exhausted and dizzy.
As she fell onto the bed, she felt as if her body had sunk into the clouds, light and floating, as if weightless, but her consciousness was slowly fading, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.
She had another dream.
She dreamed of that familiar male voice again saying to her, "Meng Sheng, we can give it a try. I'm more suitable for you than he is."
Last time, she woke up before she could see who was talking to him.
But this time in her dream, she saw it clearly.
It’s Pei Sui.
Even the surrounding scenes became exceptionally clear.
Outside, there was a hazy twilight, like indissoluble ink, and he was standing at the door of the villa in a black suit and tie, with his slender and strong hand resting on the door frame.
The pair of cold and indifferent almond-shaped eyes that she was familiar with now reflected her pretty and beautiful face.
It is filled with determination, depth, seriousness, and a rare kind of tenderness and stubbornness.
Well, yes, stubbornness.
Even the words he spoke were full of seriousness, as if he had the courage to burn his boats and cut through all the thorns on the road, just to embrace the important and smooth road.
And she was shocked and surprised.
For a moment I didn't know how to react.
It was because she was also struggling and entangled in her heart.
She agreed, but she only wanted to heal the pain in her heart temporarily. She didn't want to enter into the next relationship with even the slightest impurity or strangeness. That would be irresponsible to him and also unfair.
If she refused, the words of refusal would get stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down, making her feel very uncomfortable.
Just as the atmosphere between the two of them, which was neither awkward nor ambiguous, was rapidly spreading, a soft and lovely voice suddenly sounded.
"Mom, I'm fine, let's go."
Meng Sheng paused, turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a little girl about three years old, wearing a purple knitted long sweater, white over-the-knee socks, a black beret, and black hair.
The little girl curved her beautiful peach blossom eyes and saw Pei Sui, full of surprise. She ran towards him cutely and coquettishly, shouting.
"Uncle Pei, wow, you're finally here. Mom is going to take me to ride the carousel. Are you here to accompany us?"
"Bright."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Meng Sheng's face. He held the little girl's hand and deliberately put on a stern face, "That's impolite."
The little girl blinked in confusion, as if she was thinking about what she had just said.
Then he raised his chin very assertively and said stubbornly, "I have! My Uncle Pei greeted me. Didn't Mom say that I can invite my friends no matter what I do? Uncle Pei is my friend."
"I'm inviting my friends to go on the carousel with me. I'm doing nothing wrong."
Meng Sheng felt helpless.
Although this little girl is less than three years old, she has strong logical thinking ability and speaks clearly and eloquently. If she does something wrong, she will bravely admit it. If she does nothing wrong, she will not admit it and will even argue.
Pei Sui looked at the little girl in front of him who looked 70% like Meng Sheng, his eyes immersed in the tenderness and tranquility of the night.
The corners of his lips curled up, and he touched her hat-covered head. "Okay, then Uncle Pei is invited and will go with you. Jiaojiao, go change your shoes."
"Uh-huh."
The little girl smiled again with her eyes curved, and those beautiful and affectionate eyes were exactly the same as her father Shang Boyu's.
The two men, one on each side holding the little girl, walked into the night, just like a family of three.
Such a beautiful and peaceful scene made Meng Sheng feel relaxed and comfortable even in his dreams.
Unfortunately, this sense of ease did not last long.
The scene changed, and a small car came towards them. In just a few moments, the cute, smart, and somewhat spoiled and stubborn little girl fell in a pool of blood.
At that moment, Meng Sheng panicked. She couldn't stop shaking, and her anxious and frightened cries resounded throughout the dream.
"Jiao Jiao!"
Soon, the ambulance arrived. She was kneeling in front of a wall, at a loss, praying that her Jiaojiao was safe.
Suddenly, several policemen came over and asked her name. Then they took out an arrest warrant, saying that as the legal representative of Yueqifang, she was suspected of organizing and introducing prostitution. She was arrested according to law and a case was opened for investigation.
Meng Sheng was stunned on the spot, kneeling there in a daze, his mind blank.
Yueqifang is engaged in prostitution?
What prostitution?
Isn't that just an ordinary beauty salon?
When the cold handcuffs touched her skin, she felt as if she had fallen into a bubbling wok of oil, and her whole body was in agony.
Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think normally. She could only beg the police to let her wait until her daughter's emergency surgery was completed.
Seeing that she was almost mentally collapsed, several policemen hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.
More than two hours later, the lights in the emergency room finally went out. Soon, a tall doctor wearing a green surgical gown and a mask came out and told her about Jiaojiao's condition.
Meng Sheng's ears were buzzing, and he only heard the sentence "He is not out of danger yet and needs to be observed in the ICU."
She swayed slightly and blinked back tears.
In the end, she was taken away by the police without even looking at Jiaojiao.
The Yueqifang case caused a big stir at the time, involving most of the wealthy families, but she unknowingly became the culprit.
Her worries and concerns about Jiaojiao, as well as the police interrogation and various questionings, caused her psychological defenses to collapse several times.
She was detained for a full twenty days.
Except for the first week, the police did not allow her to contact anyone for confidentiality of the investigation.
Fortunately, in the next half month, Pei Sui, as her attorney, would visit her almost every day, tell her the truth about Jiaojiao's situation, find evidence as much as possible to help her out of trouble, and then comfort her.
After being detained for 23 days, she was finally released on bail due to insufficient evidence of her involvement.
She thought the rain was over and the sky would clear up, and she would be greeted by the bright morning glow, but she never expected that what would greet her was a bolt from the blue.
After staying in the intensive care unit for 23 days, the cute, smart and beautiful little girl never saw her beloved mother.
More than two months before turning three, he fell asleep underground forever.
The nurse who saw her for the last time conveyed a message to Meng Sheng on her behalf.
The nurse's lips trembled, and she couldn't help but tear up her eyes, feeling sorry for that little life.
"She told me to tell you: Mom, I love you. Miss Meng, please... accept my condolences."
At that moment, Meng Sheng's heart was devastated, and he completely lost his way in this noisy world full of people.
She hugged Jiaojiao's small body and tears couldn't stop flowing.
Mingming, she wanted to take Jiaojiao to a better future.
How could she be taken away from her like this?
She didn't even have the time to take a last look at Jiaojiao.
That day, she was like a walking corpse puppet. She put her favorite white dress on Jiaojiao and sat with her in her arms all night long.
Until the day of cremation, she stared blankly at her small body being placed on the conveyor belt, getting closer and closer to the furnace.
She took a step forward unconsciously, unable to tell whether she wanted to stop her or join her.
Her only thought was, how painful it would be for Jiaojiao when the fire burned her body?
When Jiaojiao was born, she had to be hospitalized several times because of irregular heartbeat. Every time she got an injection, she would cry out in pain and ask for her mother.
"Jiaojiao, my Jiaojiao..."
The betrayal of marriage and friendship did not break her down, but being framed and imprisoned, and almost being used as a scapegoat, did not break her down.
But her daughter's death seemed to have drained away her soul. Every moment she was awake, she felt like she was in purgatory.
She spent three days holding the urn in a daze. On the fourth day, she could no longer bear the intense and cramping pain in her heart.
I just feel like every day is worse than death.
Why is it so painful?
The marriage and family that she once boasted of as happy and complete was torn apart, and the friendship that she thought was solid and reliable was also shattered.
And the daughter whom she regarded as her pride and everything also died in the year when she was most heartbroken.
She also changed into a white dress and came to a lake.
Step by step, he walked towards his little remaining hope.
A familiar figure suddenly appeared on the distant plank road, shouting her name with almost all the air in his chest.
"Meng Sheng!"
When water poured into the ears, the sound became vague and insubstantial.
It doesn't matter anymore.
It doesn't matter anymore.
She doesn't want to live anymore.
This world is so boring, I never want to come here again.
She did not struggle, but closed her eyes, holding the urn tightly in her hands, allowing her body to sink little by little.
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