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

Chapter 690 That High-spirited Man Died On Mayday

Shen Qing is so "cursed" that he still doesn't know about Jiang Yiming's death, if she knows...

Lu Tingchuan's heart felt cold, and his tongue seemed to be taken away by an eagle, making him unable to speak.

The coolness in his heart is now passing along the blood to his limbs and bones, even his scalp is numb from the cold, he wants to change the subject, but now his mind is full of Shen Qing's curse and the news of Jiang Yiming's death.

"Shen Qing, let's have a child, so that you have relatives."

Shen Qing wanted to laugh when she heard that, Lu Tingchuan actually talked to her about having a child under such circumstances.

Lu Tingchuan paused, and then said, "It's okay if it wasn't born by you. We can go to an orphanage to adopt it, or go abroad to find a surrogate."

Lu Tingchuan was uneasy, it was the first time he waited so anxiously for an answer, he didn't know what to do to keep Shen Qing.

Shen Qing hated him to the bone. In her heart, he may be the despair that no one can warm in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. It is the sadness that there will never be light in the darkness.

He had never wanted to keep someone's heart like this before, so he could only use his children to keep her.

Shen Qing's eyes slowly moved up and down to look at Lu Tingchuan.

Such Lu Tingchuan had a disgustingly hypocritical caring face, he pretended so well, as if he wasn't the one who held her in the bathroom and raped him before.

Give a slap and give a candy, she has never cared about the gentleness of the perpetrator, that kind of gentleness is disgusting, if she dares to accept it, then all the pain she has experienced deserves it, it is cheap!

She's been mean for too long. In a year, she became sober the moment Lu Tingchuan sent her to Li Jingshen's bed.

"Lu Tingchuan, what do you think your life is?

Such a waste? "

Lu Tingchuan was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't want to ruin his life, he just wanted to divert Shen Qing's attention, so that she wouldn't focus on hatred and focus on the road of "slow suicide".

People can't help being attached to what they recognize at first sight, and Lu Tingchuan is no exception, he can't let go of Shen Qing.

Aunt Lin cooked the porridge at night, and when she knew that Shen was awake, she went to heat the porridge and serve it up.

Aunt Lin originally wanted to feed Shen Qing by herself, but Lu Tingchuan snatched it away as soon as she picked it up.

Shen Qing was leaned against the head of the bed, with the soft pillow pressed against his back, his face was pale, as gray as the wall behind him, without a trace of blood.

Lu Tingchuan scooped up half a scoop with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it, then handed it to Shen Qing's lips: "Eat something, don't damage your body."

Shen Qing sneered, her body was already broken, not only her body but also her heart was rotten, like a rotten orange, like a worm in the gutter.

Shen Qing turned her face to the side and closed her eyes, she didn't want to see Lu Tingchuan, out of sight and out of mind.

Lu Tingchuan's hand was awkwardly stretched in the air, and he didn't let it go.

"Aunt Lin made this porridge just last night. I put your favorite red dates in it, which can replenish energy and blood."

Shen Qing has no appetite, no matter how much she likes to eat, as long as it is handed by Lu Tingchuan, it is poison.

Lu Tingchuan didn't want to get angry with Shen Qing, he was used to giving people a sweet date after a slap in the face, he was impatient, if he had thrown a bowl and got angry before, it was all because he was ashamed of Shen Qing, thinking of Shen Qing lying down On the bed, the injuries on his body were all because of him.

Jiang Yiming's death made him even more guilty, for fear of being discovered by Shen Qing.

Lu Tingchuan coaxed her patiently: "Hey, open your mouth..."

Shen Qing still closed his eyes, and just when the atmosphere was about to lose its hold, Aunt Lin spoke out.

"President Lu, let me come."

She was afraid that if she didn't stand up again, Lu Tingchuan would hit Shen Qing again.

Shen Qing is pitiful enough now, if he beats someone again, he will die.

Lu Tingchuan handed the bowl of Zhou to Aunt Lin, and Aunt Lin went over to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and begged, "Miss Shen, please eat some."

Shen Qing opened his eyes, looked down at the porridge in the spoon and opened his mouth to eat it.

Lu Tingchuan only felt that his heart was blocked and flustered. After watching Shen Qing eat half a bowl, he said, "The school has already asked you for leave. Recently, you have been staying at home and are not allowed to go out."

Without waiting for Shen Qing to answer, he turned and left directly.

Aunt Lin scooped up a spoonful of Shen Qing and ate a spoonful until the bowl bottomed out. She asked, "Miss Shen, do you want more?"

Shen Qing shook his head: "I can't eat anymore."

She almost managed to finish the bowl of porridge, her stomach churning and clenched teeth tightly blocked her throat.

Holding the bowl, Aunt Lin felt a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while and said: "Miss Shen, you should rely on Lu Tingchuan in everything. Since you can't escape, you might as well be more obedient and let yourself live better."

obedient?

She has long been tired of hearing these two words. It is because of her obedience that Lu Tingchuan keeps her here like a pet. It is because of her obedience that the people around her will keep getting hurt.

"Aunt Lin, if you persuade me to be more obedient, it is better to persuade him to be kind."

Shen Qing's eyebrows drooped, and he looked sickly: "Besides, Aunt Lin, I never thought that I could live a better life by Lu Tingchuan's side. If possible, I would like Lu Tingchuan to kill me."

Aunt Lin's heart was blocked, and she didn't want to persuade others to be kind without the pain of others. It's not like she didn't understand the truth, but she really just wanted to make Shen Qing's life better, but she never thought that living is the most important thing for Shen Qing. despair.

Aunt Lin looked at Shen Qing with a tired face, packed up the dishes and went downstairs, leaving room for Shen Qing to rest.

Shen Qing rubbed her stomach, it was so stuffy that it made people feel sick, after eating, she said a few words, she was already sober, she was used to looking for her mobile phone, but when she found it, she found that there was no internet, so she could only check the time.

She threw the phone aside, and shrank her cold hands back into the quilt, tremblingly clenched.

June [-]st, Shen Qing had long forgotten such a day, everyone knew that it was Children's Day, but no one cared that it was Shen Qing's birthday.

If Lu Tingchuan hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that it would be her birthday in a few hours.

Jiang Yiming's birthday is on 5.30, her birthday is on 6.1, there is a day between them.

Last winter, the two talked about each other’s birthdays, and agreed to celebrate their birthdays together, so they just celebrate 5.31, when the two of them go to the beach together, blow the evening breeze together, if there are stars, they will look at the stars together, if there are no stars, Just wait for the sun to rise above the sea level at six o'clock. If there is no sun and it is raining, then share an umbrella, eat hot pot on a rainy day, sing birthday songs to each other, and send blessings...

One year flies by so fast, in a blink of an eye, everything changes, is Jiang Yiming doing well at this time?

Will he hate this world, will he blame her, hate her?

On May [-]th, she was supposed to say happy birthday to Jiang Yiming, but all she could do was watch from a distance and wave goodbye.

What Shen Qing didn't expect was that the farewell this time became a permanent farewell, and she would never see Jiang Yiming again.

That high-spirited Jiang Yiming died on Mayday.