Chapter 82 Don't worry
Qiu Chu died in his house in Green Branch Lane.
He was also in this house in Green Branch Lane on the night his younger sister, Qiu Qingfang, hanged herself.
He has lived in Green Branch Lane for quite some time.
When feelings run deep, even a brief separation becomes unbearable.
It's fine living outside. As long as he hasn't married, he's willing to stay away from her.
Even if he gets married in the future, he will not make her suffer.
That's what he thought.
That's exactly what we did.
So when his sister died, he wasn't at home. He was in the house his sister had given him, where he was having sex with another man, enjoying endless bliss.
She was very obedient and willing to do anything for him. He held her face in his hands and praised her repeatedly as a good girl. She turned her head to the side and smiled gently, full of tenderness.
Perhaps it was at this moment that his sister breathed her last, while he, immersed in his own pleasure, was completely unaware of his sister's suffering.
He couldn't help but hate himself.
Why did my sister die? She was only fifteen years old... Was it because of that unhappy marriage?
She didn't want to go out that day, but he practically dragged her out...
So, was he the one who killed his sister?
His own sister, born of the same mother. When she was little, he held her in his arms and taught her to call him "brother" over and over again. She was such a lovable little girl... He watched her grow up little by little, took her horseback riding, flew kites, bought her flowers, powder, and jewelry...
However, he killed her.
It's not just about feeling sorry for my sister.
And my mother.
He is his sister's brother and his mother's son. He is a nineteen-year-old man who has come of age and should protect them from the wind and rain.
But, but...
He didn't know his sister's face was injured; she attempted suicide, and he couldn't save her; his mother was suffering greatly, and he was powerless to help...
He learned everything that had happened to his sister when he got home, and immediately he wanted to fight the Liu family boy to the death, even if it meant mutual destruction, to avenge his sister.
But his mother stopped him, crying and begging him not to go. She said that if he went, he would anger the Liu family, and his sister would lose her reputation.
My younger sister values her reputation the most.
There's really no other way.
His mother cried her heart out, and he cried along with her.
It's true, I'm so sorry, sister, I'm really, really sorry...
Even though her sister is dead, some people still won't let her go and are ruining her reputation.
He thought it might be the Liu family, and was about to call them when his mother stopped him, saying that it might not be, and it wouldn't do them any good. Besides, even if it were, without evidence, going there to make a scene wouldn't get him anywhere...
So, does that mean we should do nothing at all?
He did nothing for his sister, letting her be abused by others.
And my mother.
He was in so much pain that he vomited blood, vomiting large amounts until the entire bowl was full. This person, who was usually very careful about his health and whose age was impossible to guess from the outside, was now pale, thin, and listless, with even gray hairs growing out...
He will never let this go.
All you want is evidence, right? Just give it to them!
Anyone who speaks ill of my sister, if caught, be beaten first, then questioned, then beaten again, beaten until they stink to death!
However, it was still not enough. He could not get rid of the pain in his heart, so he drank alcohol, drank a lot of alcohol, drank every day, and got drunk, because he felt much better when he was drunk. He didn't know anything, which was much better than the pain of being clearly in pain... So he rarely had a sober moment until he died.
He died of suffocation.
He drank too much alcohol and became so drunk that he was completely incapacitated and unable to move. He choked to death on what he vomited.
It was Peach Blossom, no, Pearl, that was the first one I found. It was noon, and he was still asleep. I called him from outside the door, but he didn't respond. I went over, and there was a filthy mess.
His body was already cold, his pupils were dilated, and his lips were bluish-purple.
Pearl fainted on the spot.
With only two masters, one dead and the other unconscious, the servants dared not make any moves, but only asked a doctor to go to the Qiu residence to report the death.
The matter was of great importance, and I dared not keep it from Madam Wang.
Lady Wang had only given birth to two children, both of whom were now gone. There was no point in living any longer, so she decided to follow her children in death. Just as she was about to get up to look for the white silk, an old woman who had been with her for many years came in to tell her that the woman her master was keeping outside was currently crying outside the mansion.
So it turns out my son had someone else outside, no wonder he didn't come home. But it doesn't matter anymore, I don't care. My son is dead, why should I care about these things?
But the old woman said that the woman was pregnant.
Pearl is two months pregnant.
Pearl didn't find out she was pregnant after being examined by a doctor; she already knew because her periods were always very regular. When she didn't see any blood that day, she had a suspicion, and when it didn't happen again, she knew for sure.
But I never said it.
I dare not say.
She was, after all, just a concubine kept outside the home. Her husband hadn't remarried yet. What if he didn't want to keep the child? Then she would have to have an abortion, and later drink contraceptives, which would be too harmful to her body. If she drank too much, she wouldn't be able to have children in the future, and she would have no one to rely on for a living... She didn't believe a single word of those vows of eternal love; only what she had in her hands was worth believing. She might as well take a gamble and not tell him, dragging it out until she couldn't have an abortion anymore. Maybe then he would ask her to keep the child. Even if he didn't allow her to keep it, it would all end up the same way.
After Qiu Qingfang's incident, I dared not say anything more.
She understands her man very well. If he tells her, he might not be happy about it, but he might even hate her.
Sure enough, when he drank, he went berserk and even hit her.
This won't do.
It wasn't that she was afraid of being beaten, but his remorseful look, as if he felt utterly sorry for his sister, frightened her.
If he ever finds out that she was the one who gave his sister the advice, how will he treat her? Will he think she's also the culprit who caused his sister's death?
It's not impossible.
What can she do then?
She kept thinking about it.
The young lady came with her maid that day, so there must be someone who knows about this, maybe more than one. The young lady died because of this. He may not know today, but he will find out in the future.
What was she supposed to do? She had no idea how many people knew about it, so she had no way to make a move.
But what if he dies?
Seeing him begin to convulse, she covered the redness and swelling on her face and thought silently.
The Qiu family only has two legitimate children. The eldest daughter is already gone, and if the eldest son were to also pass away, what would happen to Madam Wang, her esteemed mother-in-law whom she has never even met? She is carrying this eldest son's child...
Her status was limited to that of a concubine, and her husband had no intention of marrying her. She dared not even dream of such a thing. Being a mistress for life wasn't so bad; it was already quite good for her. Someone like her… But what if there was a chance to go further? To gain entry into the main family through the child in her womb… As long as it was a boy, his only child, the Qiu family wouldn't mistreat her for the sake of that child…
Upon closer examination, it turns out to have only advantages and no disadvantages.
Even a night of marriage can bring a hundred days of kindness, but what kindness is more important than life?
Even if he doesn't die, what loss would she suffer?
So Pearl slapped herself hard across the face, cried, and ran outside. She told the maids that the master was drunk and beating people. Hearing this, the two maids dared not approach.
So Qiu Chu died.
When the news reached the Liu residence, Shanlai was talking with Liu Min.
The couple's love deepened because of the beating Liu Min endured.
Shan Lai knew that Liu Min was beaten because of her.
This wasn't the first time he'd been beaten for her sake.
He was only beaten for her.
That day, he was carried back to the door panel, moved to the bed, and his hands, feet, and whole body were moved, but he did not wake up.
He was severely injured, and even in his unconscious state, he was still in pain. The pain distorted his face, his jawline was taut, his eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were filled with water, and a little water seeped out. His whole face was deathly pale, yet he was still handsome. Beyond his handsomeness, there was also a vulnerability that evoked pity.
Shanlai couldn't hear a word of what the others were saying; he just cried, looking at his back, exposed to the air and completely rotting away, he couldn't stop crying.
Perhaps he was woken up by her crying.
When he woke up, she was crying so hard that she couldn't see anything clearly. She only heard him say, "I'm not in much pain, so don't cry anymore." She quickly turned her face away to look, but then she remembered that she had been crying for a long time and was afraid that she looked unsightly and didn't want him to see her, so she quickly turned back. But that wasn't enough; she wanted to get up and walk.
Fortunately, he reached out quickly and caught her last fingertip, then grasped it.
"It really doesn't hurt, don't cry."
He knew she was crying for him.
She cried even harder.
He said, "Come back first, I'll hurt my back if I stay like this."
Upon hearing this, she turned around and saw that he had indeed sat up slightly. She immediately listened to him and sat back down. "You should lie down properly now!"
He withdrew his hand and lay back down.
He said he pulled on his back, and Shanlai was afraid that his wound had reopened, so he quickly took some medicine and knelt down to check carefully.
"Stop looking..." He buried his face in the pillow, his voice muffled, "It looks awful..."
At this point, she knew nothing. Hearing him say that, she was a little angry. If she was afraid of looking bad, why did she want to be beaten?
She questioned him, but he remained silent.
She got even angrier and stood up to leave again.
He spoke then, his voice even more muffled, tinged with a hint of grievance, "You know nothing?"
If he knew, how could he have asked those questions? She didn't know, and he didn't want to tell her those vulgar words...
Shanlai truly didn't know; he just kept crying.
She didn't hide anything from him, saying, "With you like this, how can I possibly care about anything else?"
He listened, pursed his lips slightly on the pillow. His back really hurt, but he was happy. Then he heard her say, "Why? Tell me."
"I'm a little thirsty and want to drink some water."
Shanlai hurriedly poured him water and fed him little by little with a spoon.
While drinking water, he had already thought of what to say. After finishing his drink, he told her: "That Miss Qiu, she committed suicide... Master blamed me for going to the Qiu residence without telling him. Now people outside are saying that I forced her to her death. He is very angry and is punishing me..." He didn't want her to know any of the bad things.
Upon hearing his words, Shan Lai was completely stunned.
Firstly, it's about Qiu Qingfang's death. Secondly, with someone dead, that matter can't be kept secret any longer. I don't know what the master's attitude is. What if he thinks she's tarnished his reputation and kicks her out?
While I was still in a daze, I heard him say again, "My master said that after this incident, I'm afraid no one will be willing to marry their daughter to me. I don't dare tell him, and I think this is for the best. I will never marry... He wants me to marry someone else, but I really don't want to..." He also said...
"Don't worry..."
The sound was so soft.
Don't worry...
The three words, seemingly without beginning or end, were unwritten, but she understood their meaning.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
The shame, resentment, bitterness, and unwillingness to accept rejection...
Everything was shattered at that moment.
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