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

Her emaciated body was so cold, so cold, as cold as frost, biting to the bone, no matter how hard he covered her, she couldn't cover her with heat.

Li Jingshen described Shen Zhichu's facial features with great nostalgia.

Zhao Qian stood aside, the morgue was already dark, and the freezing temperature made it difficult for people not to feel scared.

Seeing Li Jingshen talking to a dead body now, Zhao Qian panicked and sweated coldly on his back.

No matter how weird this scene looked, Zhao Qian felt that Li Jingshen was crazy, his personality had broken down and he became a psychopath.

Zhao Qian was a bit superstitious and timid. He had never been so close to a corpse before. He looked at Shen Zhichu, as if he was not as scared as he imagined.

It’s just that I’m a little emotional. It’s clear that I saw Shen Zhichu two weeks ago, but now she’s turned into a cold corpse. I’m afraid it’ll be a handful of ashes when I see you next time, just like the four-month-old fetus that was taken out of her stomach. .

Zhao Qian felt sour and a little guilty, if Li Jingshen was the "executioner" who killed Shen Zhichu, then he was the one who handed over the knife and helped the evildoers.

His indifference to the sidelines was also the key to Shen Zhichu's death.

During an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent, the sun doesn’t go down suddenly, and it’s never the last straw that breaks the camel’s back.

......

Li Jingshen is indeed going crazy, his current state is very similar to Shen Zhichu who suffered from schizophrenia when he threw his first child downstairs and lost his life.

For a while he said that Shen Zhichu was not dead but fell asleep, for a while he said she was dead, for a while he said that it was not Shen Zhichu who was lying on it, for a while he said he was just having a nightmare in which Shen Zhichu died, and as long as he woke up, Shen Zhichu would be wake up.

In the next second, Li Jingshen suddenly raised his hand and bit it down fiercely. It is said that in extreme pain, people will wake up in a nightmare, but why did he not wake up even after his hand was bitten to the point of bleeding?

He tasted the salty smell of blood in his mouth, and the back of his hand was dripping with blood, but Li Jingshen still didn't stop, the force of the bite seemed to bite through the entire back of his hand.

"President Li!" Zhao Qian tugged at his hand, "What are you doing!"

"I dreamed that she was dead... she was dead... I lost her..." Li Jingshen raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Zhao Qian's heart was filled with discomfort, and his eyes were sore and red: "Mr. Li, Madam is really gone, she's dead..."

With a cold face on his face, Zhao Qian woke up and woke up his nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Li, when you asked me how you treated my wife, I lied to you. You didn't treat her well at all. You killed her father and killed her. The Shen family went bankrupt, locked her at home and lost her freedom of life, she will get stomach cancer and you have nothing to do with it."

"On the day Madam's father was sentenced, you made her kneel in the heavy rain for half an hour, and suffered all the malicious slander and humiliation from the media. You beat her two children with your own hands. She vomited blood because of gastric cancer attacks again and again. You never believed her. Madam became The vegetative is you, the amnesia is you, even this time the legs are crippled and burned alive in the room with the doors and windows closed because of you."

"Madam never owed you anything, you have always owed her."

Li Jingshen is like being struck by lightning, so he doesn't know these things, he just doesn't want to admit it, once he admits it, what else can he use to love Shen Zhichu?

He owed Shen Zhichu too much, even if he took this life, he couldn't afford it, so he deceived himself time and time again, all he did was for Shen Zhichu's good.

Li Jingshen had stern eyebrows, and his face was ferocious like a desperate beast.

Zhao Qian finished speaking in one breath, his throat was sore and hoarse, he let go of Li Jingshen's hand: "President Li, please let her go, let Madam go to the ground, she was tortured by you before she was alive, do you want her to die?" Can't you be at peace?"

Li Jingshen shook his head, he was unwilling.

After that, Li Jingshen began to test the DNA of this corpse crazily, but no matter how many times he tested it, it was Shen Zhichu. He held a stack of DNA test reports in his hand, and when he closed his eyes, tears rolled out. He cried louder and louder, Like a child who loses an important toy.

"It's not hers, it's not her... why did you lie to me?" He felt that the whole world had lied to him.

Zhao Qian was afraid that something would happen to him, so he had been following him for the past few days, watching him go crazy more and more frequently, Zhao Qian shook his head.

"Boss Li, since you think that's not her, then you can bury her."

"Don't bury it, it's so cold down here..." He would wake up a little bit at this time.

......

Li Jingshen felt that the whole world was in disarray, and his nerves formed a net, which became tighter and tighter, reaching every cell in his body.

He had no less than 70 DNA tests in his hand, and he went to all the regular hospitals in J City. He was even afraid that someone would interfere, so he secretly took them to various places abroad for testing.

However, all he received was [-]%. He flipped through the DNA test form page by page, only one was needed, and only one was not met...

However, he searched to the end, and none of them failed to meet the standard. He deceived himself for a week, and now he has to accept the fact that Shen Zhichu died.

Shen Zhichu was really dead, that Shen Zhichu who had been married to him for five years and cooked for him, that Shen Zhichu whose pride had been tortured into depression by him, she... was really dead.

There was a crack in the heart, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Li Jingshen sent someone to build a crystal coffin. The temperature of the room where the crystal coffin was placed was below minus [-] degrees. Only in this way, Shen Zhichu's body would not rot...

Zhao Qian was already unable to persuade him, and now Li Jingshen was undoubtedly huddled in a protective shell, he couldn't get in, so Li Jingshen could only choose to put himself down and come out.

But as long as Shen Zhichu's body is in one day, he can't let it go.

Zhao Qian looked at Li Jingshen who was sitting next to the crystal coffin, showing a bitter and self-deprecating smile.

To put it bluntly, Li Jingshen is not qualified to arrange Shen Zhichu's body at all.

The relationship between him and Shen Zhichu is the most familiar yet indifferent relationship with an ex in the world. The ex-husband was not even qualified to sign a death certificate.

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Because Li Jingshen was unwilling to "admit" Shen Zhichu's death, not many people knew about her death until now.

After Auntie Zhang returned to J City from her home, everything changed, she wept silently for a long time, she settled her emotions and began to take care of the injured Niannian.

Lying in the pet hospital, Niannian almost died several times, but finally survived. He remembered Shen Zhichu's words and let him live well until she came to find him in the next life.

Auntie Zhang was knitting a sweater while watching Nian Nian, the light yellow thread shortened little by little, she knit very carefully, the yellow sweater changed to Shen Zhichu's size.

Tears kept falling from the red and swollen eyes, and the wool in my hand was wet and sticky.

Auntie Zhang was holding the knitting needle with trembling hands. Her vision was blurred and she couldn't knit well. She knitted two or three stitches and returned one stitch. She stopped to wipe her tears.

The person who talked with her was gone, and the cat who was fond of playing with balls of yarn also fell down. The day when she persuaded Shen Zhichu to be happier seemed like yesterday.