After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

When Shi Jin rushed back to the room, he heard the crying inside, it wasn't crying wantonly, it seemed like he was biting something, crying in a muffled voice, intermittently.

The downstairs has been cordoned off by the police, and he just found out that it was Luo Qing who jumped from the building, so he rushed upstairs madly.

That lunatic is a time bomb///bomb, and now it finally exploded.

He pushed open the door of the master bedroom and found that Song Xingli's limbs were tied to the bed, weeping silently, his face suddenly darkened, and he walked quickly to the bedside to untie the tie and belt that bound his hands and feet.

"Xing Xing, Luo Qing, he—"

Before he could say anything, he saw Song Xingli turn over and get out of bed and rush to the window sill. He quickly stopped him: "What are you doing?!"

He was so scared that his heart almost jumped into his throat.

"...Is he dead?" Song Xingli looked sideways at Shi Jin and asked, his eyes were red from crying and his voice was hoarse.

Shi Jin was silent for a while.

Song Xingli laughed, but it was uglier than crying: "I'm so tall, I must be dead, right? I'll take a look." After speaking, he wanted to shake off Shi Jin's hand and go to the window sill.

"Xing Xing, don't look at it." Shi Jin wanted to hug Song Xingli into his arms, he was very clear about Song Xingli's feelings for Luo Qing, because there was no lie in the past when he was kind to Luo Qing.

"I'll just take a look." Song Xingli said.

"He has been sent away."

"I said I want to watch it!!!" Song Xingli yelled at Shi Jin with red eyes, his voice was hoarse and broken, and his moist eyes showed a bit of contradiction, like fear and determination: "..... .He's dead, so I have to take a look, right?"

Shi Jin didn't speak, and gently let go of Song Xingli's hand, knowing that: "Go and see."

Song Xingli walked to the window without saying a word, but stopped when he was still a step away from the window.

"Shi Jin, why do I never feel that Luo Qing likes me? Is it because I really liked you so much that I ignored him?"

Shi Jin frowned: "Xing Xing, do you think one person's heart can accommodate two people at the same time?"

"It seems impossible." Song Xingli cast his eyes out of the window. It was a sunny afternoon outside the window, and the sun was dazzling. Just now, Luo Qing jumped down in such an afternoon.

Finished himself in his face.

So how dare Luo Qing end his life like this, obviously that boy who can only hide behind his back and cry is so afraid of pain, the person who cries at every turn, would end himself in such a painful way.

Shi Jin slowly walked behind Song Xingli, hugged him gently in his arms, put one arm around his shoulder, and gave all the comfort to the person in his arms.

The other hand covered Song Xingli's eyes: "We won't watch it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the wetness of his palm, and Song Xingli in his arms burst into tears.

It seemed as if he had been holding back for a long time and finally couldn't help but burst out.

The body trembled violently.

"...How could Luo Qing... how could he just die like this, how dare he die? Such a person who is afraid of pain."

Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli tightly and kept silent, all he can do now is to stay by Song Xingli's side and let Song Xingli vent all his anger.

"Today is Luo Qing's birthday, I forgot, I really forgot." Song Xingli closed his eyes, covered by Shi Jin's palms, making him feel as if he was in the dark. His mind was blank at that moment, and he has never seen it until now. Dare not to recall: "...he asked me to sing him a happy birthday song."

"Then did you sing?"

"I sang."

"Is this a gift he asked you for?"

"……Um."

When Shi Jin heard the choked "um", he was very distressed: "At least you gave Luo Qing the gift, if you didn't sing you would be very sad now, wouldn't you?"

"...I'm sad and angry right now."

"I know." Shi Jin wanted to put his hand down.

"Don't let go." Song Xingli raised his hand and grabbed Shi Jin's wrist to prevent him from letting go: "I want to cry for a while."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, as if to stabilize his mood.

"I don't look at you, so I won't be able to see you." Shi Jin grabbed Song Xingli's shoulder and turned him around, without looking, he helped Song Xingli by the back of his neck and hugged him into his arms.

Let Song Xingli bury his face in his arms.

This action seemed to be the best comfort, Song Xingli buried his face in Shi Jin's shoulder and neck, but found that he couldn't cry anymore.

He hates Luo Qing's behavior and doesn't want to see Luo Qing again, but...

He never wanted Luo Qing to completely disappear from the world.

When Shi Jin looked out the window, he didn't dare to think how Luo Qing dared to jump off the building in front of Song Xing, and he didn't know how Luo Qing escaped from the hospital, obviously he arranged so many people to be beside Luo Qing.

"Has Luo Qing been taken to the hospital?" Song Xingli felt that he was in a much better mood before looking up at Shi Jin.

When Shi Jin saw Song Xingli crying with red eyes, he was very distressed, and wiped away his tears with his sleeve: "Yeah."

"Go to the hospital."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Song Xingli looked out the window, as if he could still see the moment when Luo Qing was sitting on the window sill just now, he blinked and felt a little dazed: "What else can I be afraid of? Luo Qing has gone too far, can I still be afraid? If he If he can survive, then I will definitely scold him severely."

But jumping from the 32nd floor, can you still survive?

Bloody and bloody, it is impossible to survive.

When Shi Jin heard Song Xingli's last words, he was silent again. He knew very well that Luo Qing's purpose was to make Song Xingli remember him for the rest of his life. look.

The way of death in the end was expected, but it was unexpected for him to choose to die in front of Song Xingli.

Just when Song Xingli was about to leave the hotel to go to the hospital, he glanced at the rose that he had thrown away at the entrance, and picked it up by accident.

The moment I picked it up, a small velvet box and a card fell out.

Shi Jin half-closed his eyes when he saw this familiar shape.

Song Xingli picked up the small velvet box and opened it slowly, and saw a platinum ring inside, with a rose inlaid in the middle of the ring, and in the center of the rose was an English abbreviation:

——X

He frowned, then picked up the small card on the side, and the content written in the familiar font made him stunned.

——Today is the first day of my marriage with Song Xingli. I wish you a happy wedding. Song Xingli, I will always love you. I believe that you will never forget me in this lifetime.

He closed the small velvet box with a 'snap', took a deep breath and stood up.

"Let's go."

This self-directed and self-acted tragic fairy tale made Luo Qing live in her own fantasy until she died.

Luo Qing fantasized about being able to be with Song Xingli, and engraved the abbreviation X of Song Xingli's star on her ring finger, just so that one day she could wear a wedding ring and enter the palace of dream marriage with Song Xingli.

Obviously, he had already won at the starting point, but Shi Jin appeared in the middle.

It can only be said that love has no distinction between front and back, it depends on fate.

We can only regret if there is no fate.

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The hospital is such a familiar and overly annoying place.

Song Xingli was disgusted and wanted to go out from the moment he stepped into this place, but in order to be able to scold Luo Qing for the last time, he endured the discomfort in his heart.

It's a pity that he didn't see Luo Qing for the last time after he came to the hospital, only a piece of paper was left.

--death certificate

At 2066:9 on September 19, 12, in Room 34, 32nd Floor, Victoria International Hotel, Nancheng Road, South District, a man committed suicide by jumping out of the window and died on the spot.After understanding, the deceased Luo Qing was born on September 3206, 2037, and his address was at Building 9, Xiangxie Poly Manor, Nancheng Road, Southern District. His ID card is ****

Clenching the hand holding the paper tightly, he stood at the door of the morgue and looked at the corpse covered in white cloth on the push bed. This moment was more impactful than watching Luo Qing commit suicide by jumping off the building.

Only at this moment did he truly believe that Luo Qing was dead.

The younger brother who yelled that he would always follow him died.

He stared at the home address on the death certificate, his eyes turned red again, he didn't shed tears, but his vision had already blurred the words, and these words were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar, because this was his home address.

In the year Luo Qing's biological father died, his parents added Luo Qing to their household registration, which meant that he and Luo Qing were on the same household registration book.

Even after getting married, Luo Qing did not move out of the household registration on her own, that is to say, Luo Qing has been on the same household registration with him and Shijin until now.

So starting from today, Luo Qing's page has been canceled.

With the death certificate in his hand hanging by his leg, he looked at the white cloth and walked forward.

Seeing that Song Xingli wanted to lift it, the nurse had a delicate expression: "Sir, it's better not to lift it, because—"

"Is his hand still there?" Song Xingli asked indifferently.

The nurse was taken aback by the question: "Yes, of course."

After all, it wasn't dismembered, it was just blood and blood.

Shi Jin knew what Song Xingli wanted to see, so he stood silently behind him and did not step forward. All he can do now is to silently wait for Song Xingli.

Song Xingli lifted the position of Luo Qing's left hand.

His left hand was still intact, but it was stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed. His eyes fell on Luo Qing's ring finger. The tattoo X on it was slightly stained with blood, but the tattoo's handwriting could still be seen, but empty.

Pursing her lips, she tried her best to suppress her ups and downs, trying not to get angry.

But he still didn't hold back, and stepped forward to firmly hold Luo Qing's already cold hand, as if punishing him, and vented all his, no, last anger on Luo Qing's hand.

It's so cold, it's already completely cold.

"...Well you Luo Qing, that's how you treat me, white-eyed wolf." He held Luo Qing's hand tightly and choked up, not at all afraid that this person was dead.

The nurse on the side didn't dare to look at such a scene, and turned her head silently.

Shi Jin frowned.

"It's good to leave, you won't be in pain." Song Xingli stabilized his emotions and turned Luo Qing's left hand over. He looked at the old scars on his wrists, not only here but also the lines of knives on his arms It felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle.

Tell him nothing, what is this.

After speaking, he took out the ring that Luo Qing put in the roses from his pocket. At first glance, this ring was not his size, it was slightly larger than his finger circumference.

Holding Luo Qing's left hand, slowly put the ring on Luo Qing's ring finger.

The 'X' on the top completely coincides with the tattoo 'X' on the ring finger, like a consummation, although it is only a belated consummation.

"Luo Qing, I hope you can meet someone you like so much in your next life, and that person happens to like you too, so that you won't feel inferior."

"Happy wedding, goodbye."

The author has something to say: Luo Qing will have a special episode, if you want to watch it, buy it again

Hey Hey Luo Qing is really the most difficult character I have ever written