High-IQ chaebol: begging for a hug in the arms of a black belly

The tragedy happened so suddenly that no one expected that the rescue failed, and Shen Bocheng only brought back Shen Bolun's cold body.

Xia Tingyu covered his mouth and stood beside Shen Bocheng. Just two hours ago, he was secretly elated at his little victory. Everyone believed that this time it was a successful rescue.

However, it failed, just like the rescue many years ago, what Shen Tianhua brought back was also a child's body.

After the funeral, Shen Tianhua became ill, and Shen Bocheng thanked the guests behind closed doors without seeing anyone.

Xia Guochang sighed and paced around the house every day...

Bad luck strikes, arranged by God, the ants are powerless to resist, Guan Yan stepped on the spring mud and got dirty.

Just like Shen Bocheng could no longer get out of the swamp of guilt, Shen Tianhua stared at Shen Bolun's photo regretfully every day.

During the several months of getting along, Shen Bolun took care of Shen Tianhua in every possible way, and the two had long established a true grandparent-grandchild relationship.

Every night, Shen Tianhua would wait for Shen Bolun to go home for dinner. In their spare time, they would play a game of Go to relieve boredom, and walk the birds together for morning exercises.

When packing up the relics, Shen Bocheng found many white medicine bottles in Shen Bolun's room.

After he asked a doctor, he realized that these were all antidepressants.

He had seen it, he had seen it when Shen Bolun was ill, but at that time he believed Shen Bolun's lie that it was just imported anti-inflammatory drugs.

I found the psychiatry department where Shen Bolun was treated before his death. The attending doctor told him that his brother Shen Bolun had a history of long-term insomnia from a long time ago, and it was found in the case that he often vented himself through self-harm...

He didn't know about these things, he couldn't imagine what Shen Bolun would think of when he was alone in a sleepless night, maybe it was his dead mother, maybe it was Shen Dayong who died with regret, or maybe it was himself who didn't understand his mind...

The overwhelming sadness almost engulfed him. In the few days after Shen Bolun's cremation, Shen Bocheng didn't eat or sleep and didn't see anyone, even Xia Tingyu was shut out by him.

"Brother Shen, let's eat something." Xia Tingyu opened the door with a key, carefully turned on the wall lamp by the door, and walked in with a dinner plate.

He couldn't watch Shen Bocheng plunge into grief and couldn't get up.

He was also saddened by Shen Bolun's death, and he understood how deep the relationship between the Shen family brothers was, so he had to work hard to get Shen Bocheng to stand up, and he had to face it together with him.

"Xiaoyu...you can just let it go, I want to wait by myself." Shen Bocheng sat on the bedside holding Shen Bolun's portrait, his face was full of stubble, his haggard and pale face was devoid of vitality.

Xia Tingyu didn't leave this time, he walked to the bed and sat down slowly.

Gently took the portrait away from Shen Bocheng's hand, and then carefully placed it on the bedside table.

This time, Shen Bocheng did not resist.

"Brother Shen...don't be sad, brother he won't want to see you like this." Xia Tingyu stretched out his arms to hug Shen Bocheng tightly, coaxing softly.

"Brother, he loves you very much, I understand. So, you have to cheer up quickly and live out what he wants to see."

Xia Tingyu felt a warm liquid wet his shirt on his shoulder, and his heart ached. He had never seen Shen Bocheng cry before.

He was always the one who cried, and Shen Bocheng coaxed him.This time, in turn, it was up to him to embrace his vulnerability.

"Cry if you want to cry, cry out, then raise your head, look at the sun, and stride out..."

The sound of sobbing finally came, from very light to uncontrollable, Shen Bocheng hugged Xia Tingyu tightly, his painful cry was hoarse and broken.

Heartache and remorse broke out completely at this moment, Shen Bocheng no longer suppressed himself, he burst into tears, as if he wanted to cry his heart to pieces.

"Brother Shen..."

After a long time, Xia Tingyu felt that the person in his arms gradually calmed down, so he whispered.

"My brother... is very good, very good! He is the best brother in the world!" Shen Bocheng's voice makes people want to cry along with him, no need for empathy, just one sound can arouse the deepest part of the heart sentimentality.

"I know!" Xia Tingyu's voice choked with sobs.

"My brother has been living in pain all along. He doesn't say anything, but keeps it in his heart, but he brings the best to me. He bears the darkness alone, just so that I can live in the sun..."

Weeping blood every word, Shen Bocheng spoke out what was in his heart, but once again lifted the scar to show it to others.

"Do you know? My adoptive father abused my adoptive mother, refused to treat my adoptive mother, and still let his sister come here to bully a sick woman...

He is not a human being. I ran away from home when I was found out to be not my own. My adoptive mother died at that time.He called me a bastard, called my adoptive mother indiscreet, and I beat him and her sister's family... I never went back. "

This was the first time Shen Bocheng told Xia Tingyu about these things, and Xia Tingyu wanted to ask him before.

But he felt that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't bring it up again, just waiting for when he wanted to say it, he would naturally tell himself.

However, after a few months, it was in this mood that I told him about the past family affairs.

"My brother, he, knows that I will not let it go, and also knows that I hate Shen Dayong. Therefore, he deliberately delayed Shen Dayong's condition, and prescribed a lot of medicines for dementia patients... That's why Shen Dayong was arrested. The best time for rescue has passed when it was sent to the hospital..."

Xia Tingyu couldn't believe his ears. He couldn't imagine that such a gentle and refined person as Shen Bolun could do such a cruel thing, especially when he attacked his own father.

"Shen Dayong is guilty, and he deserves to die. However, he shouldn't have dirty my brother's hands. He has been depressed for a long time, and he took medicine secretly, especially after Shen Dayong's death, he increased the dose every month... "

"What? Brother...he, depressed?"

With waves of surprising facts, Xia Tingyu couldn't imagine how such a perfect and gentle person would have mental problems and do such extreme things.

"Xiaoyu, do you think my brother is a lunatic?" Shen Bocheng smiled wryly: "Oh... don't talk about you, I think my brother is crazy, why would he do such a thing just to make me feel at ease... ..."

While talking, Shen Bocheng's tears flowed down again, one by one.

In the past few days, he has drawn the curtains and never turned on the lights. He is imagining the miracle of metaphysics. Maybe his brother will come back to see him in the first seven days.

However, after the first seven days, Shen Bolun didn't come back, and he didn't even entrust him with a dream.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you think that my brother didn't entrust me with a dream?" Shen Bocheng tilted his head, his eyes were dim, and the previous expression was gone.

"Brother, before he left, he was by your side. Seeing that you were well, he was relieved! In this life, he lived in too much pain, so he left..."

"Really?" Shen Bocheng choked up and finished speaking, then lowered his head again and began to sob.

"It's true, a good person like my brother will go to heaven, where it is beautiful, there is no pain, no torture, and every angel who arrives in heaven will bless those they loved before they were alive. So, you have to cheer up quickly , live like my brother wants to see you."