Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 802 Greatly sad and speechless, crying for him

   Shen Qian died.

  died in the assassination that rushed to Shenhou.

   This suburb, this mountain villa, became the burial ground of him and Shen Zongming at the same time.

   There is a photo in front, and a backrest in the back, with mountains and rivers behind.

  Compared to Shen Zongming's turbulent memorial service, Shen Qian walked quietly without any condolence ceremony.

  There is only a brand new tombstone, and the photo left on it is engraved with his appearance, with a smile on his brows and eyes, still warm and moist.

  Shen Hou stood in the wind in plain clothes, her long hair flying wildly.

  The black pupils stared fixedly at the tombstone, as if they were out of focus, and seemed to look deeper through this pile of cold stones.

   Behind her, Chu Yujiang was fully on guard, observing her surroundings vigilantly with sharp eyes.

  The two teams of black-clothed bodyguards next to them all looked stern.

  After going through such a thrilling experience, Shen Wei was protected layer by layer.

  Before Quan Hanting came back, Chu Yujiang carried Shen Yu's life on his shoulders, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

  Suddenly, Shen Yu squatted down and straightened the bouquet with her own hands.

  Chu Yujiang looked at her back, even if he squatted down, he was still straight, tough, indifferent, and unkind.

   But why does he feel sad?

  It is more shocking than crying bitterly, more powerful than roaring.

  The sound of the great sound is rare, and the great sorrow is speechless, maybe it is so.

  Shen Wei raised his eyes, his gaze lingered over the words on the tombstone, but his memory drifted back to the day when he was attacked...

  Shen Qian was sent to the ambulance, and Shen Yu let him hold his wrist and sit quietly by the side.

   There were no tears in the eyes, but the sockets were red.

When the doctor announced that he had no vital signs, Shen Yu seemed to be suddenly stimulated by something, and suddenly tried to pull out his hand. The fierce force and fierce eyes almost made the doctors and nurses present mistakenly think that there was something wrong between the two of them. Blood feud.

   "Shen Qian, if you die, don't drag me!"

   "Didn't want to know why I said you slapped me? Well, I'll tell you as long as you hang on."

  Shen Wei pulled too hard, and Shen Qian pulled it so tightly that his whole body was almost dragged up.

  The nurse's complexion changed drastically.

  The doctor scolded: "What the **** are you doing?! Stop—"

Shen Yu turned his eyes sharply: "Didn't you say that he has no vital signs? Doesn't the lack of vital signs mean that he is dead? Since they are all dead, if I pull and pull as I please, can there be a worse result than this? !"

  Looking at that gaze, the doctor seemed to see a beast, with scarlet eyes growling, "You..."

   It seems that there is really no worse result than death.

   "But you can't disrespect the dead..."

   Before the doctor finished speaking, the nurse observing the instrument data suddenly exclaimed: "Yes, yes! The patient's heartbeat has recovered, but it is still very weak..."

   "Immediately prepare for another first aid!"

"yes."

   Along the way, the ambulance was speeding like lightning, relying on the stimulation of Shen Yu's words, Shen Qian managed to make it to the hospital.

  The door of the operating room was closed, as if separating two spaces.

  Shen Yu is outside, and Shen Qian is inside, life and death are between the opening and closing.

   I don't know how long it took, but before the lights in the operating room were turned off, Chu Yujiang had already arrived.

  He thought, he might never forget the scene he saw at that time...

  In the corridors of the hospital, even if the light is bright, it still cannot hide the coldness and coldness.

   And amidst the bleakness, on the cold metal seat, a black figure sat quietly.

  The back is straight, without revealing any fragility, and naturally no sadness can be seen.

  She sat quietly like this, as if she was attending a serious meeting and listening to a solemn symphony.

  Chu Yujiang couldn't help but lighten his steps and approach slowly.

   Sure enough—

  There were no tears on the woman's face, only bloodstains remaining.

  The face is pale, the veins are blue, and the blood is red.

  He squatted down, and with a soft voice he had never had before, he whispered: "Miss Shen?"

   Eyeballs moved twice: "...Huh?"

  Chu Yujiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you all right?"

   Shaking his head slowly.

   Next, there is a long and painful wait.

  Until the operating lights went out, the door opened from the inside, and the doctors and nurses came out—

   "Who is the patient's family?"

  Shen Wei stood up slowly, her figure was very stable, her gaze was fixed: "Me."

   But Chu Yujiang could clearly see that she was clenching her palms tightly, and her veins were all over the place.

   "We tried our best. The bullet scratched the artery. It is a miracle that we can survive until now. Let's go in and see him for the last time..."

   After speaking, he shook his head and let out a long sigh.

  Because of the special situation of the patient, he was injured by a gunshot wound. The hospital had to contact the police immediately to explain the situation, and there was no way to stop it for a while.

  Operating room.

  The shadowless lamp has been turned off, and Shen Qian is lying on the cold operating table. Even after the treatment, the air is still filled with the smell of blood.

   "婠婠..." He moved his lips lightly, but unfortunately he couldn't make a clear sound after all, only the friction of breath.

  Shen Yu stepped forward, looked at his no longer cloudy pupils, and hummed lightly.

   "You know... I actually... don't want to be your brother..." There was still only breath colliding.

   But she could hear clearly.

   "Yes, I know." Always knew.

"when?"

   "You gave me the tears of Ares."

  He was not surprised, on the contrary, he was clear: "I knew it... I knew it... I'm fine now, don't be afraid... because... I'm going to die soon..."

  Shen Wei shook her head gently: "Good people don't live long, but evil people last for thousands of years. You don't die so easily."

   "I'm not afraid... really... not afraid at all... I can finally ask... those words..."

   She lowered her eyes.

  The man said stubbornly: "Do you...do you like...me..."

   "..."

   "No, is it?"

   "..."

   "If... I died... would you cry for me?"

  Shen Wei bit her lip and roared like a collapse: "I said you won't die! Don't you understand?!"

  While furious, tears rolled down from the sockets of his eyes, just falling on the man's cheek.

  Patter!

  His eyelids, which were about to droop, lifted up again with difficulty, and opened his mouth, like a fish exhausted after swimming to the end: "It's... hot..."

   Then he laughed uncontrollably, shaking his whole body from laughter, and finally turned into a twitch.

  He said, "You—would—"

  This time it was not breath, but a clear sound, which stopped abruptly after being loud.

  The smile froze on the man's face.

   With the eyes closed, it becomes eternal.

  The wind blew gently, Shen Yu broke free from the memory, looked at the photo of the man on the tombstone: "Is it worth it?"

  This question was not asked until the last second before his death.

   Now that the question has been asked, it is destined that no one will answer it.

  "Selfish, calm, powerful, unscrupulous, and interests first, this is what you should have."

   "Deal with me, humiliate me, crush me, and refuse to save me. This is the attitude you should have towards me."

   "But why did it change? Is it because I am different, or are you different?"

   "Obviously you are still that Shen Qian..." Only I am not that Shen Wei...

  She stood up, took two steps back, and the wind blew up her plain skirt.

"Originally, we could not owe each other. We could be the purest opponents. There is no sympathy, and only you live and die. But you shouldn't..." The voice went hoarse, "It shouldn't end in this way, let me owe you forever, and even pay it back. Not given a chance..."

   "You're dead, it's all over; but I'm still alive, burdened with guilt, and every step in the future will bear your weight."

   "It's so cruel..."

  At this moment, a bodyguard in black suddenly stepped forward and whispered in Chu Yujiang's ear.

  The latter gritted his teeth and stepped forward, reminding Shen Wei: "We should go."

  She lowered her head and put on the sunglasses in her hand, covering all the emotions in her eyes, and raised her jaw slightly: "Let's go."

  A group of people came quietly and left quietly.

   Except for the bouquet of flowers placed in front of the tomb and the footprints on the ground, everything remains the same and has not changed.

  The sun is still so bright, the wind is still sweeping the heat, and the smiles of the people in the photos remain the same, showing elegance.

  …

   Two days later, Dongli Villa.

  Chu Yujiang: "There is news."

  Shen Yu's eyes suddenly froze.

  Obviously she is still the same person, but Chu Yujiang always feels that something has changed in her.

  For example, those eyes that were originally good at hiding, at this moment did not conceal the murderous intent and coldness in them.

   "Go to the study and talk."

"good."

  The two entered the room one behind the other, and Shen Yu sat in Quan Hanting's seat, but Chu Yujiang didn't feel that it was against harmony at all.

  Maybe it's because she's used to it, or maybe it's because she looks more and more like Grandpa...

  (end of this chapter)