No. 8 Pawnshop - Chapter 92

    When they arrived, the kindergarten teacher was holding Wei Shao’s hand and standing at the entrance of the kindergarten. Rong Xuan got out of the car and walked over quickly, took Wei Shao and apologized to the teacher. When Wei Shao’s teacher saw Rong Xuan’s pale face, she couldn’t say anything to accuse her, she just told her not to be too late.

    Rong Xuan took the child into the car and drove home.

    Wei Shao sat in the co-pilot, didn’t speak, looked at his mother secretly, and suddenly he found that his mother was crying, and it was more and more. Finally, Rong Xuan stopped the car on the side of the road, leaned on the steering wheel and cried bitterly.

    Wei Shao was very scared, but he didn’t know what to say, so he only dared to pat his mother’s back with his little hand.

    Rong Xuan didn’t cry for long, she recovered quickly, wiped her tears with a tissue, then poured out the pills from the bottle she was carrying and swallowed them.

     Wei Shao pursed the corners of his mouth as he looked at the white pills his mother took.

    In the evening, Rong Xuan specially let Wei Shao sleep early, and then went to find Bai Qing.

    Seeing Bo Qing, Rong Xuan’s first sentence was “How did Wei Jin die?”

    The smile on Bo Qing’s face instantly froze, and Rong Xuan’s expression already told Bo Qing that she knew the truth.

    “You come first.” Bai Qing said after a while of silence. She knew it was no use telling lies now.

    After entering the room, Bo Qing wanted to pour her a cup of tea, but she was interrupted, “Let’s talk about what’s going on first.”

    “Okay.” Bo Qing raised her eyes to look at Rong Xuan and said calmly, “Wei Jin was killed by Bo Han, he originally held Wei Jin’s hand, but he let go at that moment. As soon as he opened his hand, Wei Jin was swept away by the snow, and he was buried by the snow.”

    “My brother didn’t mean it, he, he just loves you too much.” Tears welled up on Bai Qing’s beautiful cheeks.

    “Love me? Love me and he can kill Wei Jin.” Rong Xuan laughed miserably, can love also kill?

    Bo Qing begged her and said, “Rong Xuan, I beg you to forgive my brother, okay? My brother also regrets it. He knows he was wrong, and he admits it to me. I know he will compensate you. , and Xiao Shao’s, he and I will treat you very well and pay you back what we owe you.”

    Rong Xuan’s face was frosty, “Forgive? You know how much I love Wei Jin, how can I forgive a murderer who killed him.”

    “I can.” Bai Qing suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

    This sentence made Rong Xuan stunned, she looked at Bai Qing, saw her eyes bright, and said word by word, “I also love Wei Jin, no less than you, and never have changed.”

    Bo Qing loves Wei Jin, why doesn’t she know? Rong Xuan was a little shocked. When she and Wei Jin were together, Bo Qing never showed the slightest bit, and was always wishing them heartily, but at this moment, the fiery love in Bo Qing’s eyes was not false.

    She is in love with Wei Jin.

    “I can forgive Bai Han, because I know how terrible jealousy is. He was just distracted by jealousy for a while. He didn’t mean to kill Wei Jin.”

    Bo Qing continued, “And Rong Xuan, Wei Jin is dead, but we are still alive.”

    She said excitedly, “We are still alive, we can still love others.”

    Rong Xuan looked at her like this and suddenly said, “Can you really do it?”

    She finally knew why Bai Qing suddenly became a marriage maniac. It seems to have started two years ago. Because she forgave Bai Han, she wanted to forget Wei Jin and desperately wanted to start over. Find another lover. I am afraid that by now, she is also deceiving herself, otherwise, the relationship will not end.

    Some love will haunt you for the rest of your life, and you will never forget it.

    Bai Qing slumped on the ground and lost her words.

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    Bai Han is back, and he knows everything. He said to Bai Qing, “There are some things that only she and I can solve.”

    As soon as he walked out of Baiqing’s apartment, the phone rang, the caller ID was Rong Xuan, he answered the call, and the voice of the person he was dreaming about appeared on the other end,

    “Did you kill Wei Jin?”

     “Yes.” Bai Han said calmly.

    The phone hung up, Bai Han looked down at the hung phone in his hand and stood there motionless.

    In the car, after hearing Bai Han’s words, Rong Xuan hung up the phone indifferently, threw it on the passenger seat, and clenched the steering wheel with both hands. Suddenly, the phone rang, and the call was not the Bo Han or Bo Qing she thought, but Doctor Bai.

    Rong Xuan suddenly remembered that today is the time for psychotherapy.

    But, she thought, she no longer needed it.

    “I love you, will you marry me?”

    “Good.”

    I miss what I love and cannot forget.

    Suddenly, Rong Xuan was not thinking of Wei Jin, but in the bright sunshine, Bo Han and Bo Qing, who had newly moved to her house, smiled at her in the courtyard, Bo Qing was wearing a green The green skirt waved at her, and Bai Han was still the gentle boy in a white shirt and a college vest.

    ——

    The walls of the hospital were white on all sides, and there were police officers guarding them outside. Bai Qing, who was too haggard to look like a man, walked in and said to Rong Xuan with red eyes,

    “Rong Xuan, you’re crazy. For the sake of a dead person, you actually want to kill a living person.”

    Bai Han died, in the hands of Rong Xuan.

    Rong Xuan leaned on the hospital bed and said calmly, “I’d do anything for him.”

    Looking at Rong Xuan who has been so calm so far, Bai Qing couldn’t help crying, “Wrong, wrong, we are all wrong.”

    She took out a cell phone and said to Rong Xuan, “Didn’t you want to find this cell phone, did Wei Jin leave something in it at the end? I’ll tell you now.”

    Bo Qing turned on her phone and released the recording. When Wei Jin was buried in the snow, he held the phone in his hand and recorded his last voice before he died.

    The weak but familiar voice sounded, it was a broken song,

    “I want to touch those petals,

    The shore is full of moss green, a symbol of love,

    Our cheeks gradually came together,

    Because I love you! Oh my love has gone away with that south wind

    Ah, to the windswept coral reef”

    Rong Xuan remembered this song, it was when they were staying in a local hotel in Xueshan and heard others sing, because she liked it, so Wei Jin specially asked the local people to learn to sing, and left on the day of the accident He also said that he had learned it before and would sing to her at night.

      It’s you who thinks about you until the end, he hopes you have a good life, and hopes that my brother can take care of you in his place…”

    In the end, Bai Qing couldn’t help crying again, covering her face.

    They didn’t give Rong Xuan the phone, they just didn’t want her to think more or be more sad, but they didn’t expect such a result.

    “No.” Rong Xuan suddenly said.

    “What did you say?” Bai Qing raised her eyes and looked at the person on the hospital bed.

    Rong Xuan’s gray eyes moved, “I said, no, I won’t forgive Bai Han.”

    Hearing her words, Bai Qing’s last hope also collapsed, why, why did it end like this.

    Ye Li was standing in the corridor of the hospital, leaning on the window with one hand and looking out, she also had the same confusion in her heart, this kind of ending really shouldn’t be. Suddenly, another person also walked to the window, it was the Bai family.

    Such an ending was not expected by the Bai family and Ye Li.

    If Rong Xuan turned to the No. 8 pawnshop or accepted the redemption of the Bai family, she would not end up like this.

    However, she chose to break the matter with her own hands and avenge her lover.

    The only explanation Ye Li can think of is that the tragedy created by human beings is far more tragic than that brought by the No. 8 pawnshop.

    This is not a tragic love.

    Ye Li chuckled.

    Rong Xuan was diagnosed with a serious mental disorder, maybe as Bai Qing said, she had already gone crazy. But Rong Xuan, who was exempted from legal responsibility, committed suicide the night before entering the mental hospital.

    Bo Qing suffered from depression after this incident and did not even attend the funeral of her brother Bo Han.

    Rong Xuan and Wei Jin have no relatives, her colleagues and boss held a funeral for her. Wei Shao’s solitary little man stood in front of the tombstone under the sympathetic eyes of everyone, watching others send bouquets of white flowers.

    No relatives can support him, and Bai Qing, who is willing to support him, was rejected by the government welfare agency because of this case.

    Hua Guo is now very formal and perfect in this regard. Bo Qing’s identity makes people doubt whether she can really raise this child. Therefore, after Wei Shao’s funeral, government staff will send him to the orphanage. The government will temporarily freeze his parents’ property, and he can inherit it when he leaves the orphanage as an adult.

    But before that, he will spend a long time in the orphanage.

    Suddenly it rained lightly in the sky, and a black umbrella blocked Wei Shao’s head. The one holding the umbrella was Ye Li in a black dress. Wei Shao, who was not making trouble, said softly, “Hello, little boy.”

    Wei Shao pursed his lips, raised his pure black eyes and looked at her, “Who are you?”

    The corner of Ye Li’s mouth curved, “I’m someone who knows your mother.”

    Hearing the word mother, Wei Shao couldn’t help lowering his head, “Dad is gone, so is mom gone too.”

    Ye Li stretched out his hand without the umbrella and touched his head, “Yes, you will be alone in the future.”

    She wanted to say more, but when she saw a white shadow behind a tree not far away, she stopped and smiled at Wei Shao.

    “We’ll see you soon, so…”

     Ye Li’s smile deepened, “You must persevere, persevere until we meet again.”

    Learn to endure the days of loneliness and no one to accompany you.

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    The author has something to say: I have been busy with the English test recently and I can only try to update it daily. The author does not want to take the test again next year.