Chapter 21: Ringing the Bell "Chen Qiudu will never do wrong." [Repair...
Chapter.twenty-first.
Chen Qiudu was stunned. He had imagined the disclosure of any link in the plan, but the ending he was extremely sure of had become the biggest problem at this moment.
He should have died, either being crushed to pieces by a car, falling into the water without a trace, or dying with his eyes open.
But why was he not completely dead? Why was he still here, consciously watching him?
Chen Qiudu was panicking. He didn't know what to do now, whether to leave in a panic or go forward.
He personally designed the death of his biological father. No matter how evil and hateful he was, Shen Qiudu could not truly face it all.
The man desperately used all his strength to move his body, just like a maggot that was parasitic on food but immediately lost nutrients, wriggling bit by bit.
He stretched out a trembling finger in the direction of Shen Qiudu. The thread hidden in his blood kept pulling Shen Qiudu forward, and he unconsciously raised his legs and walked towards him little by little.
Behind him was Xu Zhouye's constant screaming: "Chen Qiudu! Are you fucking crazy? Where are you going!?"
Chen Qiudu's ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear anyone's voice at all. He just felt like a puppet, with no soul.
Xu Zhouye never thought that he would kill someone. For so many years, he did not have the courage to raise the knife to kill Xu's father. He only dared to lock him up in the attic room and let him go crazy day and night looking at the things left by his mother.
On the surface, it was the cruelest way he could think of, but in reality, he was just running away.
Xu Zhouye is very good at this, imposing his own suffering on others to alleviate his own pain so that he can survive.
So now, he looked at Chen Qiudu's dazed body, and suddenly an idea came to him. He quickly sat back in the car seat, locked the door, stepped on the accelerator, and tried to drive away quickly and leave this mess to Chen Qiudu.
Anyway, in his heart, Chen Qiudu was not an important person, and Wen Jiangchu would never stand up for such a transparent and weak person.
Moreover, he had done so many bad things to Wen Jiangchu, but Wen Jiangchu had never said anything. He believed that this time would be the same.
Xu Zhouye kept hypnotizing himself and drove faster and faster, as if as long as he escaped from the darkness, nothing would change.
But the next second, a violent collision sound was heard again. This time, Xu Zhouye and the car spun half a circle on the bridge. His head hit the steering wheel heavily and bleeding profusely.
He braked to a stop with great difficulty, his body completely limp. In his hazy consciousness, he saw a familiar figure.
It's the beginning of the temperature drop.
He actually desperately tried to stop his car.
Wen Jiangchu violently smashed the car door open, his face gloomy and his eyes dark. He no longer cared about their former friendship and easily dragged Xu Zhouye out and threw him to the ground.
Xu Zhouye groaned in pain, his body already in tatters. He opened his eyes in pain and saw a pair of high-end custom-made black leather shoes.
"Wen Jiangchu, are you crazy?!"
"Xue Shan, take him away and make plans when I come back."
While speaking, Wen Jiangchu didn't even glance at him, but instead focused all his attention on the small figure curled up not far away.
Unfortunately, Xu Zhouye still refused to give up and used his last bit of strength to grab Wen Jiangchu's trouser leg.
"Why...why did you do this? Just for...a mere Chen Qiudu?"
"Did you just...want to kill me?"
"I never wanted to kill you, nor did I hate you."
"If you hadn't shown up here tonight, I would have treated everything as normal."
Wen Jiangchu spoke in a deep voice, lowering his eyes with sympathy as if looking at a poor creature.
"Xu Zhouye, you hate me and spread rumors about me, but I tolerated it. It was my mother who told me to be nice to you. I didn't want to make her sad, so I tolerated you again and again."
"We grew up together, and I know you've been through a lot, so I'll just act like nothing happened."
"Do you think I don't know what you did behind my back?"
"You knew my whereabouts, the hotel room I stayed in when I was on a business trip, and every glass of wine I was going to drink. But I didn't care. I knew you wanted to step on me to survive."
“But now you actually dare to attack Shen Qiudu, are you tired of living? It’s enough to use the same method to deal with me, but you know I won’t give you the opportunity to drag Shen Qiudu into the water.”
Xu Zhouye snorted coldly and smiled grimly, "Wen Jiangchu, you're so used to playing the good guy, have you forgotten it now?"
"But I still remember what you did before... You should thank me for not telling Chen Qiudu." He lowered his voice and stared at Wen Jiangchu sinisterly.
"They don't know, but I know who you are deep down. You're even darker and more rotten than me, you just hide it deeper! Don't think you're a real person just because someone compliments you a few times."
"Chen Qiudu has already been implicated by you! Wen Jiangchu, what's the point of you saying this now?"
Because he said too much, Xu Zhouye coughed violently several times, and his hoarse voice was sharp and unpleasant.
Wen Jiangchu frowned in disgust, retracted his legs, and watched Xu Zhuye fall to the ground in disgrace again, not caring at all.
"That's what he wanted to do. He wanted to use you to kill his father himself so that his hands wouldn't be dirty."
Xu Zhouye's heart stopped for a moment, his pupils constricted. Wen Jiangchu didn't want to bother with this guy anymore, so he walked forward, leaving Xu Zhouye standing there cursing.
"Wen Jiangchu, why don't you just die!"
"You should be just as hateful as me! Why...why do you become so good?!"
In the end, Xue Shanke was fed up with the noise and injected a tube of medicine into him. Only then did he struggle to control Xu Zhouye alone and drag him into the car and leave.
When Wen Jiangchu came to Chen Qiudu, Chen Qiudu's eyes were dull. He stood in front of the man who was only breathing his last breath, with his head lowered, and a shadow covering his whole body.
"...He's still breathing."
Chen Qiudu opened his mouth, but his dry throat prevented him from uttering any words at first. He seemed to be speaking to Wen Jiangchu, but also to be mumbling to himself.
For some reason, when Wen Jiangchu was around, Chen Qiudu's emotions would slowly calm down. He tried to lower his body, but his weak legs could not support the sudden gravity, causing Chen Qiudu to kneel down unexpectedly.
As the distance suddenly shortened, the man's bloody face became extremely clear. He even seemed to be hallucinating. The man's slightly opened lips were calling his name.
"Autumn Crossing...Autumn Crossing..."
This shout brought Chen Qiudu back to that dark typhoon day. He saw the man kneeling in front of his hands as if offering sacrifices to a god, taking the removed gland, his eyes not even glancing at the dying Chen Qiudu.
Chen Qiudu completely lost the strength to think. He didn't even know where to put his hands or where to look. His cold and stiff body was exposed to the air.
Suddenly, the familiar fragrance of rhubarb completely wrapped around him, forcefully occupying everything around him.
His trembling back was tightly embraced by someone in his arms. For the first time, Chen Qiudu had someone to rely on in such a helpless situation.
Wen Jiangchu took advantage of the difference in body shape and gently rested his chin on Shen Qiudu's shoulder. He put one strong and sturdy arm around Shen Qiudu's waist, and raised the other hand to carefully cover his eyes.
This sudden darkness was warmer than ever before.
"Wen Jiangchu...I killed him..."
"I've been looking forward to this day so much, but why am I not happy when I see him die?"
"Did I...do something wrong?"
Chen Qiudu could no longer hold on and completely collapsed, feeling Wen Jiangchu's undisguised desire to protect him.
On the verge of a mental breakdown, he seemed to have lost his mind and actually hoped that Wen Jiangchu could hug him tighter and tighter.
Let Chen Qiudu feel that he still exists.
The reality is as Shen Qiudu wished, or in other words, as long as Shen Qiudu wants, he will not fail.
Wen Jiangchu tightened his embrace, moved his body to put his lips on Shen Qiudu's gland and rubbed it gently, and then released pheromones to soothe Shen Qiudu's emotions.
After the person in his arms stabilized a little, he leaned his head against Shen Qiudu, letting the warm skin on their cheeks rub against each other.
"No Qiu Du, it's not you."
"He killed himself."
"We Qiu Du have done nothing wrong and will never do anything wrong."
Chen Qiudu flinched, but this only brought him closer to Wen Jiangchu. The alluring aura grew stronger.
"Qiu Du, after seeing his death, do you want to forgive him?"
Wen Jiangchu lowered his eyes calmly, his tone still gentle and flawless. Even if Chen Qiudu didn't deal with this man, he would do it for him.
He would never allow anyone or anything that would harm him to appear around Shen Qiudu.
"But Qiu Du, everything you've experienced will be what others will say you deserve."
Wen Jiangchu gently guided Chen Qiudu, preventing him from being fooled by the illusion in front of him.
In his heart, everything Shen Qiudu did had a reason, and even now, it was his father's own fault.
Such a cunning villain couldn't even let Qiu Du feel at ease at the last moment.
This kind of person should die quietly and painfully, so that he can atone for his sins, instead of appearing here to cause trouble.
It’s a pity that Shen Qiudu had his own plans, and Wen Jiangchu followed his thoughts. He was worried that if he acted rashly, it would have an impact on Shen Qiudu.
Chen Qiudu was blindfolded, but he could feel Wen Jiangchu stuffing a sharp, cold knife into his palm.
The whisper in Wen Jiangchu's ear was like the courage given by a lover. He broke into Chen Qiudu's world without hesitation, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him out of the abyss.
"Qiu Du, I will help you and end this. Are you willing?"
After the words were spoken, there was a long silence.
But in the end, Shen Qiudu suddenly raised his hand and plunged the knife into the man's heart.
He had never been so strong.
That night, Shen Qiudu was powerless and couldn't pick up the knife to fight him.
Because he was scared and terrified at that time, he was just a teenager longing for fatherly love.
But the hatred that had accumulated over the years became the blade today, completely killing the demon that trapped him in the cage.
It turned out that this man was never as tall as Shen Qiudu had imagined.
It turns out that he has always been so insignificant.
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