Chapter 74
In the living room, there were five people and a ghost. Dong Chi endured the severe headache, stared at Lou Sheng beside Ying Zhisheng with wide eyes, and slammed his head hard, thinking it was all an illusion, a dream.
Lou Sheng leaned forward to listen to Ying Zhisheng's heartbeat, then touched his own chest. He looked up and smiled, saying hello: "Long time no see."
The words "Long time no see" made Dong Chi sob and burst into tears. They said he had a bad temper and was as stubborn as a rock in a toilet. Lou Sheng had never cried since he was a child, but Dong Chi often wiped away tears behind people's backs.
"On the day you died, I was in Los Angeles receiving an award... I had just taken a photo with Jem when someone notified me to go back to attend your funeral." Dong Chi choked up and couldn't calm down when he mentioned the great joys and sorrows he had experienced in just one day.
"I rushed back without stopping, and your aunt told me that you had been buried. She told me the address of the cemetery, but I searched back and forth but couldn't find you."
"This was a trick played by his aunt," Ying Zhisheng stroked the playful snake head on his wrist ornament. Lou Sheng's funeral was originally planned to be hastily concluded within a day, with only seven or eight guests in attendance, all of whom were relatives.
Ying Zhisheng, still devastated by the tragedy, spent a fortune to buy back Lou Sheng's ashes. He was still in a daze, but he still remembered what the family said when they handed Lou Sheng to him.
"This Lou Sheng is not worth so much money. I will give him to you if you give me one thousand." This is their family's enemy, but also one of their few relatives.
Why was there such hatred? Because the man Lou Sheng killed was their husband and father?
Or it was because Lou Sheng cleared out all his assets before his death, and not a penny fell into the hands of these people.
"It would be good if at least one car was left behind, because all the cars have been towed away."
"Lou Sheng's shoes are worth tens of thousands of yuan a pair. There's a whole wall of them. I tried to sell them on a second-hand platform, but they asked for proof of origin. I can't just say they belonged to a deceased person..."
Ying Zhisheng gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the taste of blood as he bit his tongue. He trembled, his expression twisted and ferocious as he said, "Give me all of Lou Sheng's things. I'll buy them."
The boy scratched his head, looked at the people around him, and said, "It was burned in a fire. We couldn't sell it, so we burned it all."
His heart ached dully and the smell of blood in his mouth grew stronger. Ying Zhisheng hurriedly found some paper and spat out blood. His tongue and mouth were almost bitten off, but he was completely unaware.
He couldn't breathe, he was dying...
He was going to die with Lou Sheng...
Ying Zhisheng lowered his hat, hunched over, and leaned against the table, looking at the white cloth covered with a bright red eulogy. His vision shifted erratically, his gaze fixed on the word "deceased." Overwhelming grief, swirling with rage, he punched the boy who had tried to sell Lou Sheng's belongings, wanting to kill him.
I can't remember the details, I only remember the white cloth on my arm stained with blood, the screams and the funeral mourning sounds, countless hands around me trying to stop me, and I collapsed to the ground. When I looked up, I saw Lou Sheng with smiling eyes in the gray portrait.
Fuquan rushed over and shook his shoulders frantically, demanding, "What the hell are you doing! You were caught on camera going crazy at the scene where Lou Sheng jumped off the building. Do you know how much money and connections I spent to suppress it? He's dead, and there's no way to change that. Can you please cheer up? You two have no relationship at all. After all these years, you're just strangers!"
"I like him."
"That happened so many years ago. You two were not meant to be together!"
"I like him. My dad used my relationship with Lou Sheng to get close to Lou Sheng's mother... I don't know... I really don't know. I don't dare let Lou Sheng know." Ying Zhisheng was in a daze. He pushed Fu Quan away from him. The warm water on his face was the result of uncontrollable tears.
"Do you know what Lou Sheng's mother told me? She said she would marry my father, and Lou Sheng and I would become brothers in the household registration book! I would divide up Lou Sheng's assets! She was threatening me! I had to leave!"
In Fuquan's eyes, any love that happened before the age of twenty was just a trivial matter. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the emotional person in front of him: "I know, but the matter is a foregone conclusion. The dead cannot be resurrected. Don't worry about Lou Sheng anymore."
"I don't care?" Ying Zhisheng raised his bloodstained lips and sneered, "If I don't care, who will? Those relatives who sold his belongings?"
Fuquan closed his eyes and sighed deeply: "This is his fate."
Life? That's ridiculous, life.
What is fate? What is the basis of fate? What qualifications do these people have to comment on Lou Sheng's life from a high position? Just because they are still alive, they bully Lou Sheng and make him speechless.
Ying Zhisheng couldn't stand up straight, his fingers twitching as he covered his chest. The moment tears fell, he suddenly laughed for no reason, and Fuquan's scalp tingled with laughter, and he began to regret arguing with him.
"Destiny? Who decides destiny? God? He must be blind to treat Lou Sheng like this! Why did he let Lou Sheng's mother get into a car accident and be murdered? Why did he let Lou Sheng bear the hatred? Of all the people in the world, why did Lou Sheng have to be the one to die? God is the one who deserves to die, the most!"
"If anything comes my way, I'll gladly protect him from the disaster. If it were me who died, I'd kowtow to him three times and nine times!"
Fuquan was stunned by his yelling. In all the years they had known each other, he had never seen Ying Zhisheng so emotional. His usually expressionless face turned red and twisted, veins bulging.
Ying Zhisheng was speechless. They had to part ways in the year when they were closest and secretly in love. However, when he finally got rid of his father's control and was able to stand by Lou Sheng's side, he had to accept death.
The most painful thing in life is separation from loved ones and death. Why should they all go through it all?
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With a crack, the glass he was tightly gripping cracked, instantly drawing the attention of the entire audience. Ying Zhisheng lowered his eyes, his memories always bringing him back to life, a glimpse of the painful past.
A chill approached, and a pair of bright, smiling peach blossom eyes came closer. Lou Sheng bent down, tilted his neck, and looked at Ying Zhisheng's face. He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you crying?"
"Are you crying because of what I said to Dong Chi?" Lou Sheng asked in an exaggerated tone, as if he couldn't believe Ying Zhisheng's pettiness.
Ying Zhisheng was indeed unhappy with Dong Chi, so he just nodded in agreement.
Lou Sheng clicked his tongue, "You're kidding me."
Dong Chi frowned as he watched the intimate exchange between the man and the ghost. He had never heard that Lou Sheng was a gay. He only knew that this guy was a virgin.
What still bothers me is: "Lou Sheng, at the beginning of the year we were going to the bar for drinks, and you didn't have any suicidal tendencies at that time."
Of course, he had no intention of committing suicide. Lou Sheng did not intend to sacrifice his entire life for revenge.
"Oh, my uncle went crazy in my office, pointed a knife at his youngest son's neck and forced me to give him money, and even called me cruel and heartless."
"I'm smart and agile, so I found the right opportunity and tried to grab the knife from him. Somehow, the knife stabbed him in the neck."
"That boy is also an idiot and an ungrateful bastard. He didn't cry over his father's death, but turned his back on me and said I wasn't saving him and was deliberately seeking revenge. He even blackmailed me for one million. Anyway, it was a mess. I was set up and couldn't clear myself, so I just jumped off the building."
Lou Sheng only remembered the general idea, but there was one thing he remembered clearly.
Lou Sheng leaned over and whispered to Ying Zhisheng, "I was thinking of you before I jumped off the building."
"But I have a huge debt and someone has died. My reputation is in tatters. I can't delay you, big star."
However, Ying Zhisheng has been working non-stop this year to prepare a new album, continuously investing and building up his network, just to help him pay back the 1.65 billion.
By some strange coincidence, part of the prepared money went into Zhang Kaifa's pocket.
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