Chapter 240 Extra: Past Life (32)
Shan Mingli, 25 years old, died in an accidental car accident.
His girlfriend before his death was named Susan.
After the car accident, the party at fault paid 500,000 yuan in compensation and reached a private settlement. The settlement agreement was signed by Shan Mingli's younger brother, Shan Huai.
He bought a house in the same year.
"Big star, if you ask me, he definitely embezzled that money to buy a house. More than 20 years ago, house prices weren't this high. 500,000! He could buy a house and renovate it and still not use it all! He even got married later. He's clearly profiting off his brother's misfortune!"
Shan Qingshan flipped through the documents and photos one by one.
Shan Mingli has a bright smile in the photo.
Photos of the car accident scene will follow.
“Big star, is my information detailed enough? I'll give you an extra tip. After Shan Mingli’s accident, this Susan…” He pointed to the woman in the photo, “…took leave from school and disappeared.”
Shan Qingshan put the documents away and handed over the money.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work. I'm just doing this for money. We used to hang out together. I should thank you for giving me this opportunity to make money. Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped."
Shan Qingshan grunted in agreement and returned to the RV with the documents.
The fragmented objects seemed to have invisible threads pulling at Shan Qingshan's thoughts, forcibly dragging him toward a truth that terrified him.
No matter how insidious or vicious Shan Huai may be, he will believe him without hesitation.
But Shan Qingshan couldn't believe it: the villagers, his grandmother who depended on him for survival, his grandmother who committed suicide so as not to be a burden to him...
Those people...
So many people...
Behind every act of charity and kindness lies treachery and ruthlessness.
Shan Qingshan buried the document deep inside the RV, as if that would free him from it.
But nightmares began to plague him.
He sometimes dreams that his mother falls in love with someone else, sleeps in bed with Shan Huai, and has him, and that he is indeed, as Shan Jian said, a bastard.
More often than not, he dreamed that he had been admitted to university and was seen off by everyone in the village as he arrived at the village entrance.
Susan and Shan Mingli came to pick him up.
Before he could take a single step, he was pierced by countless sharp knives.
On one occasion, Shan Qingshan encountered a scene of difficult childbirth on set, and that night he dreamed that Susan was having a difficult childbirth.
It was all blood.
Blood was everywhere.
He drowned in a sea of blood.
A group of people watched coldly.
My phone vibrated; it was full of messages from Zhou Chong.
To put it very seriously, [Qingshan Xiaobao, are you very busy?]
Scrolling up, all I see are unanswered, irrelevant messages.
[A loud bang in the sky, and my husband makes his grand entrance.]
What does it mean by not replying? Is it a ploy to play hard to get?
You know, I've always been... (referring to my reaction to these little tricks.)
[They'll take the bait one by one]
No need to fish, I'm just giving it away.
...
He didn't know how to reply to Zhou Chong's message, just like that day when he didn't know how to answer Zhou Chong's question, "Will you come home with me?"
He doesn't even know who his parents are, how can he go home with him?
He already found it difficult to convince himself to face Zhou Chong's parents.
I wish I could just hide away now.
Shan Qingshan leaned against the carriage, looking at the window slanted by the rain.
It seemed that the rain, the lights, and the shadows were mixed together like an overturned bucket of paint, pulling at his nerves and stirring them into a deep, dark darkness.
But it doesn't seem to be because of the rain.
This world is inherently foul and filthy.
Zhou Chong: [Have you been resting well? Can I come see you?]
As Shan Qingshan stared at his phone screen, his eyes gradually welled up with tears. As if his spine had been ripped out, he pressed his head against the phone, his voice filled with barely perceptible grievance and endless pain.
But only the phone knows.
"Zhou Chong, I can't sleep, I'm afraid to sleep..."
After a while, Lingling gently knocked on the car window.
"Brother Qingshan, are you sleeping?"
"What's the matter?"
"President Zhou said he wants you to reply to this message, otherwise he'll come over with his black card and buy the film studio."
Lingling was very worried about Shan Qingshan, but when she received Zhou Chong's call and heard this sentence, she was both surprised and excited!
My celebrity boss actually has a domineering CEO boyfriend!
I'm bowing down!
"Qiu Ling." The voice was cold. "Who recruited you?"
Lingling's scalp tightened. "I'm sorry, Brother Qingshan, I won't do it again next time."
Dan Qingshan didn't say anything more. He hesitated for a long time in the car before replying to Zhou Chong.
Lingling was very worried outside the car.
It was bustling outside, but Shanqingshan seemed oblivious to it.
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Shan Qingshan went to the hospital and got some sleeping pills.
The doctor who prescribed his medication also handed him a business card for a psychologist.
"Although I am not a professional psychologist, I see quite a few patients regularly, so I suggest you go see one."
Shan Qingshan did not go.
The sleeping pills prescribed by the doctor relieved Lingling.
Recently, Shan Qingshan has been sleeping less and less, spacing out more and more often, and becoming sluggish in many things. Fortunately, he has always been aloof, so no one has noticed.
Lingling didn't dare ask what had happened, why she couldn't sleep, why she was eating so little, why she was even more silent than before, or why she couldn't tell President Zhou.
Now that she has sleeping pills, Lingling feels that everything will be alright.
But she soon discovered that the medicine was ineffective.
Shan Qingshan didn't want to sleep.
Lingling was extremely anxious and wanted to call for help, but she didn't dare to.
Having mustered all his courage, he took it upon himself to ask the film crew for leave and drove Shan Qingshan to the suburbs for a relaxing trip.
Shan Qingshan refused to get out of the car and stayed inside, looking at the beautiful scenery outside through the window.
"Brother Qingshan, can you even appreciate the scenery like this?"
"I can see it."
Lingling turned her head and saw wildflowers. She wanted to pick a handful, but when she came back, she saw Shan Qingshan asleep through the half-open car window. She was smugly thinking that it was her doing.
Suddenly, I heard someone's recording playing on a cell phone in the carriage.
"Qingshan Xiaobao, get up and have breakfast~ If you don't get up, I'm going to do something naughty... I'm going to steal a kiss from you... I knew you were pretending with me, your acting is so bad, you big star."
It was supposed to be a recording of him waking up, but Shan Qingshan used it to fall asleep.
Lingling froze, suddenly feeling like crying.
Shan Qingshan slept for four hours.
This is the longest period of time.
Lingling has already made more than a dozen wildflower wreaths outside; she has picked all the wildflowers that can be seen.
Shan Qingshan turned off the recording on his phone and glanced at the time.
"schedule."
Lingling quickly found her tablet and handed it over.
"Brother Qingshan, you took two days off last time, and I've gotten you two days off again this time... The upcoming mission might be a bit..."
"I'll free up three days in the week after next."
"Huh? What are you going to do?"
"Go find a friend."
The friend Shan Qingshan mentioned is Brother Sha.
When Shaget received Shan Qingshan's call, he was surprised and teased him for a long time on the phone, asking him if he had forgotten about his brother after becoming famous.
Shan Qingshan proposed a meeting.
The voice on the other end became serious, "What happened?"
"Let's talk when we meet."
Shan Qingshan drove there.
They drove straight to Brother Sha's house.
Even though Brother Sha was mentally prepared, his heart still sank when he saw Shan Qingshan.
His calm, pale face resembled that of a condemned prisoner who knew his fate and was heading to the execution ground.
How long has it been since you had a proper night's sleep?
Shan Qingshan paused for two seconds, not answering the question, but took a document from the car and handed it to him.
"There are some things I'd like you to look into for me; I don't trust anyone else."
Brother Sha opened the file folder and asked, "Who are you checking?"
"I."
Sha Ge looked up, not daring to take the contents of the document bag out.
Dan Qingshan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook the pack, and a cigarette popped out.
He handed it over familiarly, saying, "I suspect I am my uncle's child, and my current nominal father is a deception conspired by everyone around me."
Sha Ge's hands were shaking.
Shan Qingshan: "I suspect my mother was murdered."
Shan Qingshan: "This matter has tormented me for many days, and I haven't been able to sleep well."
Shan Qingshan: "I want you to give me a quick death."
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