Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 702 Ming, you have to wait for me

Shen Qing quietly stared at Lu Tingchuan for two seconds, opened her lips slightly, and said the cruel facts lightly.

"You never thought that Jiang Yiming was dead, he was dead."

"You never thought that video would come out, it went viral."

"You never thought I would suffer so many injuries, but every scar on my body is inseparable from you."

"You never thought it would become like this between us, but who caused it?"

"Lu Tingchuan, tell me, is there anything else you haven't thought about?"

After finishing the last word, Shen Qing sneered mockingly.

Shen Qing couldn't use any strength on her body, she had exhausted all her strength on the way to fight against Lu Tingchuan, and there was nothing left.

"open……"

"No, I won't let go."

Like a child, Lu Tingchuan held Shen Qing tightly. He had an intuition that if he couldn't hold Shen Qing tighter at this moment, there would be no future between them.

He remembered that a long time ago, he hugged his mother's body like this, and his mother's body was also so cold and stiff, no matter how hard he hugged her, he could not warm her.

With trembling hands, he grasped Shen Qing's cold hand: "Shen Qing, I'm sorry... I don't want to let you go, I'm sorry, I..." Lu Tingchuan's nerves were overwhelmed by the great grief, and he lost the calmness he was proud of. It turned out that he would also become so cowardly, so cowardly that he could kneel in front of a woman and deeply repent.

Shen Qing couldn't make any expressions, she only felt the dampness and coolness on her neck, which went all the way to her heart.

No matter how much Lu Tingchuan regrets now, she can't forgive her.

No matter how hot his heart was, he couldn't warm her dead heart.

Driving all the way, there was Lu Tingchuan's muffled crying all the way, as if they were put alone in a space, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

"Lu Tingchuan, there is one more thing..." She still has one last thing to do.

"Whatever, as long as you want, I will give you."

"I'm going to see Jiang Yiming, his grave, his tombstone."

Lu Tingchuan lost his voice for a moment, his throat hurt badly, as if stuck by a toothpick, he nodded after a long delay: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Jiang Yiming died on May [-]th, time passed so quickly, it was almost July.

Once July is over, it is August. In the seventh month of the lunar calendar, there is Qixi Festival. After Qixi Festival, it is the Ghost Festival. After that, it is Mid-Autumn Festival.

She remembered that last year, when she and Jiang Yiming were together, they made an agreement to spend Qixi Festival together "next year".

Ah Ming, you must wait for me, we will spend Qixi Festival together.

Lu Tingchuan buried his face on Shen Qing's neck, but he didn't notice that Shen Qing was showing a soft smile at the moment, which contained thousands of prayers.

It was too late to return to City J, after a long day of exhaustion, Lu Tingchuan also wanted Shen Qing to take a break, and wait until dawn tomorrow.

But Shen Qing insisted on going to the cemetery.

The road to the cemetery was driven by Lu Tingchuan, and he asked the driver to go back.

When we arrived at the cemetery, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the place was sparsely populated. At night, there were only a few street lights, and it was said that the place where the dead were buried was very dark.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but they are all in City J, but the cemetery is much colder.

"Just stop here."

Lu Tingchuan did not stop the car, but slowed down: "There is still some distance from the cemetery."

"Lu Tingchuan, do you think I will let you appear in front of Jiang Yiming's grave?"

"Squeak—" Lu Tingchuan slammed on the accelerator to stop.

Shen Qing was sitting in the passenger seat, clutching the seat belt tightly, without looking at Lu Tingchuan, she looked at the lonely streetlight outside the window, and said, "You are the one who killed him, and you are not worthy to appear within 500 meters of his grave." .”

"Okay, I won't go."

Lu Tingchuan said with difficulty, and unlocked the car door.

Without hesitation, Shen Qing unbuckled the seat belt and pushed the door, and she got out of the car.

Looking at Shen Qing who didn't look back, Lu Tingchuan said hoarsely, "Be careful."

Seeing Shen Qing's figure disappear from his sight, Lu Tingchuan got up and opened the car door to get out of the car, lit a cigarette, and followed the blue smoke to look at the sky.

——Jiang Yiming died in the year when Shen Qing felt most guilty and most sorry for him and loved him the most, and became a permanent scar. Lu Tingchuan didn't know how he should fight a dead man.

When Jiang Yiming was alive, he couldn't win Shen Qing's heart, but now that he is dead, even Shen Qing's heart is dead.

……

Shen Qing didn't stop walking, and walked towards the cemetery. She stepped on the shadow on the ground and looked at the long shadow under the dim streetlight.

She looks up at the sky, it's great, there are many stars today, and the star facing her head is the biggest and brightest. Looking at the starry sky, she suddenly seems to see the smiling Jiang Yiming.

The song "Dream Wedding" humming in Shen Qing's mouth seemed even more desolate in such a quiet night.

She ran towards the cemetery, running faster and faster, even though she was exhausted and out of breath, she was still running, she was running desperately towards Jiang Yiming.

The night wind blew on her face a little stinging, as if it was trying to stop her from moving forward, a smile appeared on Shen Qing's face.

When they arrived at the cemetery, they did the registration, and bought ghost coins, joss sticks, and a handful of baby's breath at a shop that was about to close. Shen Qing held flowers in one hand and a plastic bag in the other.

There are lonely graves in the cemetery. Shen Qing in the past was very timid, afraid of everything, afraid of the dead, afraid of ghosts, afraid of graves, afraid of the cemetery.

But now she is not afraid of anything, because the ghost in the tomb in this cemetery is someone she misses day and night.

There are many tombstones in the cemetery, Shen Qing got the location from the very beginning, she went in and started looking, found Jiang Yiming's tombstone, and saw a couple standing in front of the tombstone.

Those were Jiang Yiming's parents.

Her already heavy steps seemed to be bound by chains, and her heavy breathing made Father Jiang and Mother Jiang discover her.

The two even recognized at a glance that it was Shen Qing.

Anyone can choose to escape at this time, but only Shen Qing can't. Shen Qing walked over step by step, and when she was five steps away, she bent her legs and knelt down.

This month passed, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, who had lost their son, were all haggard, their hair turned white, and Jiang's mother was thin. After seeing Shen Qing kneeling on the ground, her whole body shook weakly.

This is the Shen Qing that Ah Ming likes, the person he wants to protect with his life.

Father Jiang was startled when he saw Shen Qing knelt down, he was not generous, he was a father, he could not forget Jiang Yiming's death, let alone forgive those who caused him to die.

He couldn't even forgive himself, how could he forgive Shen Qing.

If he hadn't met Shen Qing, Jiang Yiming would still be fine now, instead of lying here alone.

"Why do you still have the face to come here?

Get out of here!Get out! "

Father Jiang pointed at Shen Qing, his hands were shaking all the time.

Shen Qing didn't speak, just kowtowed to the ground, each time she kowtowed harder, in the quiet night only her muffled kowtow was heard.

She didn't know how to face Jiang Yiming's parents. She said "I'm sorry" to sprinkle salt in their hearts.

Jiang's mother looked at Shen Qing whose head was bleeding from the beating, she pulled Jiang's father hard, and shook her head at him: "Let's go, she can come if she wants, Ah Ming wants to see her."

She promised Jiang Yiming that she would not embarrass Shen Qing.