Forced to become his stand-in wife

Mama Li's words pierced Shao Zixin's heart like a sharp knife, and he hugged Su Jiangbai into his arms, crying silently with his mouth open.

He buried his face in his neck, smelling the bloody smell on his body, his heart throbbed with pain.

Su Jiangbai is gone...he is really gone, don't want him...he won't even leave him a corpse, ask him to burn him, and ask him to leave him He took him to the mountain where no one lived.

Shao Zixin never thought that Su Jiangbai would die, he was always by his side, even if he was forced to depression, to go crazy, to flee, to become pregnant, to have his legs crippled and lose his freedom.

He is alive and well, like a weed growing wantonly.

But now, what he thought was a weed, like a failed flower, was lying in his arms without moving, and his whole body was cold.

No matter how hard he covered it, he couldn't get hot, and no matter how much he yelled, he couldn't wake him up.

"go out."

"Mr. Shao..."

"I told you to go out, didn't you hear me!"

The housekeeper paused, and finally patted Mama Li on the shoulder, and the two left the room together.

The door was gently closed, and Shao Zixin continued to hug Su Jiangbai, with painful obsession in his eyes.

"Why didn't you wait for me..."

In response to him, there was the sound of wind outside the window, and the sound of whining sounded like someone was crying.

Shao Zixin guarded Su Jiangbai's body until the third day when he wobbled to the crematorium in his arms.

That day, God was saying goodbye to Su Jiangbai, and it rained for a whole day, and the rain continued until the afternoon.

Shao Zixin stood outside in a daze, watching Su Jiangbai being pushed in, Shao Zixin looked at it expressionlessly, tears flowed out of those red eyes again.

"Shao Zixin, if one day I'm gone, what will you do?"

"Shao Zixin, do you love me?"

"Zixin, I'll wait for your return and give you an unforgettable gift."

Su Jiangbai's words have always been entrenched in Shao Zixin's mind, lingering.

The gift of a lifetime...he finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

Teacher Su, you are really ruthless!

For one long hour, Shao Zixin felt that a century had passed.

It feels like this cremation does not burn Su Jiangbai's body, but his soul.

Now Su Jiangbai has become a jar of ashes, and he has lost his soul.

He held the urn carefully, buried his head on it and kissed it lightly.

"Teacher Su, I'll take you home." Shao Zixin wiped the urn carefully, then hid it in his clothes and wrapped it tightly to prevent him from the wind and rain outside.

The butler came with him, seeing him treat a cold item so tenderly, he felt mixed feelings.

"Mr. Shao, don't you want to go and see those two children?"

The two children were born less than a month old, and their physique is very weak, especially the girl, who was snatched back from death and is still in the incubator, but it has been determined that there is no danger.

"Let Mama Li stay there, and the doctor will bring the two children back when she says she can be discharged from the hospital."

He doesn't want to see the two children now, and he is extreme in his heart, even thinking that without these two children, Su Jiangbai would not have died.

But he has no right to hate, because he is the culprit of everything, he made Su Jiangbai pregnant, and for this reason he crippled his legs and tied him to a wheelchair.

Back at the villa, it was already late at night, Shao Zixin walked in.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the stairs, which had been cleaned up, but he still saw a patch of red, which was Su Jiangbai's blood, and the whole staircase was covered in blood from top to bottom.

Without Su Jiangbai, the entire villa was empty, as if it lost its vitality all of a sudden.

From the gate, he stepped in step by step, looking around.

From every plant and tree, to every piece of floor, every piece of tile, furniture, decoration...  

He looked down at the urn in his hand, sobbing hoarsely and choked up: "Obviously, you are no longer here, but you are still everywhere in this house..."

"Ms. Su, I miss your cooking."

Whether he wanted it or not, the old man who was supposed to be here busy and quiet was gone.

The chef approached tremblingly and asked, "Mr. Shao, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Shao Zixin ignored him, and carried the urn to the second floor by himself.

The butler looked at Shao Zixin's lonely back. In just four days, the 24-year-old Shao Zixin seemed to be ten years older.

He said to the chef: "Mr. Shao, I haven't eaten much these days. Just make some porridge."

Shao Zixin went upstairs to the bedroom, put the urn on the bedside table, and went to the children's room.

The children's room has been furnished, which is almost the same as the design drawing, except for the bed, everything else is set up.

Even the bookshelves that were empty when he left were filled with books.

From children's books to college professional books, Su Jiangbai bought and installed everything the two children wanted to read in just one month.

He stared at it for a while and then shifted his gaze to the desk, where there was a book with the cover open, apparently Su Jiangbai had read it here for nothing.

He walked over, picked up the book tremblingly and opened it, and saw a line of quotations.

It was true to like you at first, it was true to like you later, and it was true to want to always like you.

Touching is real and happiness is real.It is true that I have thought about breaking up many times.

It's true that I can't bear it, and it's also true that I'm leaving this time.

There is a line of words written indistinctly below.

—I once liked you.

Shao Zixin fell to the ground in a slump, holding the book tightly.

Su Jiangbai used to like him.

at what time?

He remembered that when Sujiang Baicai went to his place to work as a servant, the man had gentle eyes and a shallow smile.

Carefully tutor him with his homework, his face will turn red when he takes a bath, and his eyes will be watery.

He cooks soup for him every day and sends him to school all the way.

At that time, Su Jiangbai had just been kicked out of the school and had a scandal. All the reports were insulting him, and passers-by could recognize him. At that time, he was most afraid of entering the school, but in order to bring him soup, he would come to him every day. Come to the school gate to wait for him after school.

Why do you want to understand now?

All the bastard things in his life were aimed at the man who once loved him deeply.

Facing the empty house, Shao Zixin realized for the first time that he was so stupid, remorse and self-blame, like a knife, pierced his heart fiercely, blood dripping, and the pain was so painful that he suffocated.

He leaned against the desk behind him, curled up and trembling, for the first time, so sad that he lost control, he opened his mouth, clenched his fist and hit the cold wooden board.

His right hand was covered in blood, and he refused to stop.

The pain in his body was not comparable to that in his heart, that piece of flesh seemed to have been stabbed, leaving a hole for the cold wind to pour in, freezing his internal organs.

Such a loud voice upstairs caught the attention of the butler, and he ran up to see the scene in front of him.

A man is like a crazy beast, self-mutilating without knowing the pain.

He rushed over and hugged Shao Zixin tightly: "Mr. Shao, calm down."

"He's dead, Mr. Su, who loves me in Su Jiangbai, doesn't want me anymore, how can you tell me to calm down!"

"Mr. Shao, Mr. Su left, but he left you two children." After speaking, the butler became a little hesitant, and after struggling for a while, he finally spoke.

"Before Mr. Su died, he asked you to take good care of his two children. If you fall down now, the children will really become orphans. In that case, Mr. Su will not feel at ease down there."

Shao Zixin was in a daze for a moment, he looked at his bloody hand dully, his fingertips were trembling, and his vision became more and more blurred.

"He's not at ease, so will he come to me?"

The butler fell silent.

Shao Zixin was just talking to himself, never thinking that anyone would reply to him, but he still listened to the butler's words.

He propped himself up, and shook his body weakly. He took the book in his arms, carefully wiped off the blood on the cover, and put it in the corner of the bookshelf.

The housekeeper brought up the porridge, and Shao Zixin put it down after eating only one bowl. Then he went to the bathroom, took a shower and went to bed, lying on the bed with the urn in his arms.

The heart still hurts when it is so numb, and the eyes still cry when they are swollen from crying. People who are engraved in the depths of their souls will never forget them.

Shao Zixin touched the urn carefully.

"If you stay with me for a while longer, I'll take you home, okay?"

There is only one Su Jiangbai in the world. If you are dead, where can I find you?It would be great if there really was an underworld.

You wait for me down there, wait for me to go down to find you, and then I will carry you behind my back.