Yamaishi

Chapter 42 Only Death Can Separate Us

Huge tentacles stretched out from all directions, tightly covering Shen Zhuoqing's mouth and nose.In the fierce struggle, the exposed skin was bruised and purple.These terrifying animals have human faces, with different expressions and fierce eyes.

Shen Zhuoqing gasped for breath, but the tentacles on his neck became tighter and tighter, and he felt a sense of suffocation. In the darkness, he saw a ray of light at the end.

"Fang Qian..." Shen Zhuo shouted in a hoarse voice.His voice was so muffled that people passing by didn't notice him.

The owners of the tentacles suddenly turned into Shen Cong's face, looking at Shen Zhuoqing lovingly as always, but the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and he receded into the night.Shen Zhuoqing struggled to reach out, but was restrained and couldn't move.

"The whole family is a bitch! Pervert!"

"A man, still want to climb into the Li family?"

The huge night sky was upside down like a disk, and echoes descended from the sky, leaving Shen Zhuoqing nowhere to hide.He couldn't even cover his ears, he could only let the words scrape his eardrums and enter his brain.But that person disappeared at the end of the night with the light, becoming a small spot of light.

"Go away!"

Wang Xia's roar suddenly sounded in the night sky, and the tentacles receded like the tide. Shen Zhuqing's legs softened, and she knelt on the ground, breathing in fresh air.He anxiously searched for the source of the sound, but found that the sky was like a dome, and there was no sound source.

Turning back, only to find Wang Xia's pale face, with gray lips and dilated pupils.

Shen Zhuoqing was taken aback, tentatively reached out to touch it, and found that Wang Xia's skin was icy cold.Startled, he hurried to run in the opposite direction.The blue-gray corpse precisely followed behind Shen Zhuoqing, chasing and chanting:

"Shen Zhuoqing, people need face."

"You killed me, and you still want to leave me and run away?"

"Shen Zhuoqing - don't even try to escape in your life."

The resentful tone combined with the hoarse voice was terrifying. Shen Zhuoqing had just escaped from suffocation. At this time, he was running violently, a little out of breath, his legs alternated mechanically, and he was heading towards a place he couldn't see clearly.

I don't know what happened on the road, I knew it was a dream, but Shen Zhuoqing really felt the pain.Stumbling all the way, as if bleeding all the way, he realized that there was no road in front of him, but a cliff.

It's ridiculous, in a dream, you can push yourself to a desperate situation.

Shen Zhuoqing jumped down without hesitation.

The moment he woke up, his chest heaved violently and his head was covered with sweat.That sense of powerlessness was brought to reality, but Shen Zhuoqing still couldn't escape from the despair.

Before regaining consciousness, his hand touched the phone reflexively, and dialed Li Fangqian.

Hello, the number you dialed is out of service area.

Hit again.

Hello, the number you dialed is out of service area.

Shen Zhuoqing completely forgot about Li Fangqian's potential in the mountainous area. The despair in his dream and the pain in his body made him eager to ask Li Fangqian what was going on.

Trembling, he continued to press the call button, but the other party was still a mechanical and indifferent female voice.

Hello, the number you dialed is out of service area.

With a snap, the phone fell to the ground.

The quality of Nokia is very good, lying on the cement, the female voice is still persistently reporting.

Shen Zhuoqing thought of the abuse of those people in raincoats, and countless grievances rushed up.The wound on his body reminded him that compromise is useless, everything is useless.

He really wanted to ask Li Fangqian what he was thinking, he really wanted to confront Ruan Linlin, he really wanted to go to the next ward to check on Shen Cong's situation, he really wanted to appease Wang Xia's emotions.

But it hurts even for him to bend over to pick up his phone.

Even so, Shen Zhuoqing still thought despicably, as long as Li Fangqian said "don't be afraid" or "I am here", he would dare to withstand the pressure and continue to maintain this unnecessary and difficult bond.

He doesn't even want to be with him anymore, he just needs a promise humbly.But the phone rang with a busy signal that no one answered.

The incandescent lamp was dazzlingly bright, but Shen Zhuoqing felt that the room was dark and dull.

Shen Zhuoqing originally thought that Wang Xia would collapse.But Wang Xia just put down a box of lunch in silence, and left without looking back.

"Mom—" Shen Zhuoqing stopped her, and looked at her with guilt, but could only see her swollen right cheek, "Dad, how is it?"

Wang Xia shook her head, her eyes were unfocused, and she looked into the distance.

It was three days before she could get out of bed and see Shen Cong.

Through the transparent window, Shen Zhuoqing saw Shen Cong's bony body, connected to a bunch of instruments, the rise and fall of his chest was so small that he could hardly see it.

In the next few days, Wang Xia ran around the two wards, most of the time without saying a word.Shen Zhuoqing wanted to chat with her several times, but was stared back with sharp eyes.

Shen Zhuoqing thought that this was Wang Xia's stress response after witnessing her wife's injury.

It wasn't until Shen Cong's electrocardiogram turned into a straight line that Shen Zhuoqing knew that it was Wang Xia who was silently digesting all her worries.

The machine made a steady sound, not loud, but it exploded in Shen Zhuoqing's mind like thunder.

Shen Cong's eyes were closed tightly, and his temples were gray.Lying there is very much like falling asleep.But the cruel roar kept reminding that this person would never open his eyes again.

Shen Zhuoqing's hands and feet were cold, and he didn't even know how to walk.

It took him a long time to move and kneel beside the bed. The wounds on his back and legs were no longer painful, and big tears were dripping on the sheets.

However, no matter how much he mosuoed, Shen Cong's hands couldn't get hot.Shen Zhuoqing grabbed his clothes, as if confirming something.

——"What are you doing so hard at such a young age?"

"We, only you."

"Take a look further afield for me."

"Knowing that you're back, close the stall early."

......

Like a revolving lantern, Shen Cong's words exploded in his ears.

Every time a clip was shown, Shen Zhuoqing's heart throbbed.

Shen Cong would peel an apple into a crescent shape and bring it to Shen Zhuoqing's study room, would play ancient operas when he was grading papers, would smile and refute Wang Xia's blame with a few words, and would be the first to defend Shen Zhuoqing when faced with abuse. …

In Shen Cong's wandering life, the first half was dedicated to the peach blossom catastrophe, which was as wonderful as wine, and the second half was devoted to a shadow that was getting farther and farther away.

And this shadow will grow up, leave, live a new life for him, and learn the cruelty and helplessness of the world.Only it won't stop forever by his side.

After all, Shen Zhuoqing failed to take him to see further scenery.

Wang Xia watched coldly from the side, if it wasn't for her hand that was so trembling that she couldn't hold the water glass, she could hardly see sadness or joy.

She was stunned for a while, and after confirming the meaning of the electrocardiogram around, she opened her mouth after a long absence.

Instead of the heart-piercing scene that she had imagined, Wang Xia just grabbed a nurse stupidly and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

The little nurse looked bewildered. Her husband passed away, but she just wanted to eat?

But the little nurse still pointed out and said that the breakfast you bought was still on the table outside, and no one had touched it.

Wang Xia nodded and walked out in a daze.But his eyes were not focused, and he hit the door frame directly.The little nurse supported her and reached out to hand the breakfast to her.

During the handover of the plastic bags, Wang Xia couldn't hold the bags with her hands, and the buns rolled all over the floor.

"Why did it fall..." Wang Xia squatted down, grabbed the bun on the ground, and stuffed it into her mouth without wiping it off.

"I bought it for him, and it costs thirty cents a piece. Don't waste it."

She didn't even chew it, but swallowed it abruptly.The flour was mixed with dust, and I was so choked up that I couldn't speak.Wang Xia tried to speak, but her throat was blocked by face.

Can't even speak?She suddenly thought of those long histories, the days of concubines in the yard and Shen Cong who rescued clothes from the fire.

Wang Xia sobbed in pain, and the tears she had held back for a long time welled up in her eyes.

Hearing the movement, Shen Zhuoqing hurriedly turned around to help her up, and hugged her tightly.Wang Xia just opened her mouth, speaking vaguely.

All these hoarse syllables fell into Shen Zhuoqing's ears, and he could recognize the meaning of the syllables without even a little effort:

"Have you been in touch?"

Shen Zhuoqing felt the severe pain of the internal organs being corroded, and the pain that had been blocked because of sadness just now came back.He patted Wang Xia on the back and brought over a bottle of water.

Wang Xia sobbed and drank, and was choked to the point of tears.Her face was covered with water stains. After touching it randomly, Wang Xia seemed to want to confirm, and repeated the question just now:

"Break it, break it completely, okay? Please, I really... can't take it anymore."

The cruel machine was turned off instantly, and the hospital instantly returned to silence.The nurses consciously gave up space, and in the huge room, only Wang Xia was breathing heavily.

coming.

At this moment, Shen Zhuoqing imagined it countless times.From the moment Li Fangqian was sent away at home, he never stopped worrying.At that time, none of them knew whether this was a short parting or whether they would never see each other again in this life.

However, courage is so strange, thinking that across thousands of mountains and rivers, as long as we work hard to persuade each other, we will meet each other one day, and it doesn't matter how long it takes.

But now, Shen Zhuoqing realized very clearly that they would have no future.

Amidst Wang Xia biting her lips and sobbing, Shen Zhuo nodded her head.

Even though this nod seemed heavy, Shen Zhuoqing still wanted to end his doomed love ahead of schedule on the road to death.

Shen Cong's funeral was deserted, except for Lin Quan, almost no friends came.Wang Xia locked herself in the room and cried for three days in front of Shen Cong's clothes.

The monitoring of the family building was fairly clear, and the police found the group of people with little effort.

Shen Zhuoqing dealt with transcripts and funerals exhaustedly, without any light in his eyes, like a chaotic old man.

Lin Quan would help out when he was free, but sometimes, he couldn't help complaining about Li Fangqian who couldn't be contacted.Shen Zhuoqing just shook her head after listening, as if she didn't have the strength to mention the name again.

As for Ruan Linlin, of course she would not be found out, after all those beating men in raincoats had taken advantage of it.But she was still shocked when she heard the news of Shen Cong's death - originally she just wanted to teach the Shen family a lesson, to beat Shen Zhuoqing so that he would not come to N City to be entangled again, who would have thought that Shen Cong's body was so fragile?In this way, Shen Zhuoqing and Wang Xia are afraid that they will hate themselves for the rest of their lives.

It's nothing, but Li Fangqian... Ruan Linlin imagined Li Fangqian's reaction after knowing this, and shivered involuntarily.

What Ruan Linlin didn't know was that Shen Zhuoqing had sent a breakup text message long before the funeral.

Not separation, not seeing off.It's a breakup.

The moment the send button was pressed, Shen Zhuoqing stared at it for a long time as if he didn't know the two words.

This is a commonly used vocabulary among Chinese people, but the frequency of the two of them holding hands doesn't seem to be high, so why did they break up?

With a wry smile, Shen Zhuoqing deleted Li Fangqian's number, even though the string of numbers had already been familiarized by heart.

Marriage vows always say that we will be together until death separates us.They managed to make half a sentence, even though this death belonged to someone else.

But Shen Zhuoqing understands that what really separates two hearts is far more than distance and death.

Shen Zhuoqing wiped his face, adjusted his expression, and limped into the classroom.

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