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Chapter 508: Lu Tingchuan Goes Offline

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    "That's why you told me this today?" In just a few seconds, Lu Tingchuan had recovered his composure, not as irritable as before, his eyes were cold and deep, like a grave in the dark.

    Shen Zhichu didn't say much else, she handed in the document bag she brought through the window: "This is what Shen Qing left behind before his death."

    As soon as he heard that it was Shen Qing who stayed behind, Lu Tingchuan quickly stretched out his hand to hold the document, and tightened his grip on the document.

    The prison visit time is very short, there is not so much time left for Shen Zhichu to talk about the past, and she has nothing to talk to Lu Tingchuan about, for this kind of scum, he deserves death.

    "Don't cry while watching, I'm afraid that the dirty water flowing from your eyes will stain Shen Qing's belongings, but" Shen Zhichu paused, then continued with a sneer, "You can cry louder on the day you die.  The louder the better, let Shen Qing, who has been dead for two years, hear it!"

    I've been dead for too long and I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it, so Lu Tingchuan, you have to cry louder, you'd better cry your throat out, and cry out all your repentance, regret, and self-blame.

    Shen Zhichu got up and patted the non-existent dust on the dress. When she left, she subconsciously looked at Lu Tingchuan's legs. From the very beginning, she noticed something was wrong.

    Is Lu Tingchuan's leg alright?

    Shen Zhichu didn't think much about it, good times and bad times, he couldn't escape the execution by shooting two weeks later.

    Before going out, Shen Zhichu raised his head: "It's sunny today."

    Lu Tingchuan was locked in the prison and couldn't go out for a step. He couldn't see the sky outside, and naturally he couldn't feel how good the weather was outside. No matter how strong the sun was, it couldn't warm him.

    His coldness oozes from his heart, flowing from Kong Laola's heart to his whole body, his scalp is numb from the cold.

    "gone back."

    Lu Tingchuan stood up tremblingly, making a rustling sound with every step he took. If you listen carefully, you will hear that it is not the sound of handcuffs on his wrists.

    When he returned to the prison, the death row inmates had a single room. There was only a bed and a chair in the empty space, and the odds and ends were placed under the bed.

    Sitting on a chair, Lu Tingchuan opened the folder with trembling hands. His eyes were sore as soon as he opened it. On the top was Shen Qing's medical certificate.

    ¡ª¡ªSevere depression, suicidal behavior, hospitalized as soon as possible.

    It turned out that Shen Qing really suffered from depression, and it was still severe. Shen Zhichu didn't just talk about it to mock him.

    Severe depression, this disease, he knows

    Because his mother, that woman died of such a disease.

    Cut his own wrist and lay dead in the cold bathtub.

    His mother endured for five years, but in the end she couldn't make it through, and Shen Qing didn't even make it through two years.

    According to Shen Zhichu, she died while sleeping in a room full of gas while taking sleeping pills.

    There is no one who is not afraid of pain, and Shen Qing is also afraid. Once he just stimulated her with words, she would tremble with fear, and when she accidentally saw the torture video he hid, she also looked like she was about to faint.

    You said How could such a wimpy person have the guts to swallow so many sleeping pills, turn on the gas, and lie quietly on the bed waiting to die?

    With empty vicissitudes in Lu Tingchuan's eyes, he took out those pages from the file bag with trembling hands. The handwriting was Shen Qing's own.

    Just like her, the handwriting is clean and beautiful.

    In Shen Qing's handwritten stories, there is Mr. Lu.

    Lu Tingchuan started from the beginning, read word by word, and at the end, it was like his soul fell into the mud, getting heavier and heavier.

    ¡ª¡ªToday is the ninth day since I left Mr. Lu. He taught me how to live, and also taught me how to live a life that is worse than death.

    The sky is blue and the sun is warm. I thought I would be free when I came out, but there is no room for me in this world, so how can there be freedom.

    I bought a small apartment of 50 square meters, and it feels empty when I live in it. It¡¯s not that the house is empty, it¡¯s that my heart is empty

    ¡ª¡ª On the 52nd day after leaving Mr. Lu, I still think of him from time to time, and sometimes feel like I am a psycho, obviously he doesn¡¯t love me, but I still wishful thinking, and the broken finger still hurts after being connected, just like  I love it to the bone marrow, and it hurts like hell every time it rains.

    ¡ª¡ªToday is the 100th day since I left Mr. Lu, and I suddenly realized that the time flies, and the weather has been up and down recently.

    I haven't dreamed of you for a long time. It is said on the Internet that if you dream of a person three times, it means that you have no fate with him, but I have dreamed of you more than 60 times. Is it true that you will never meet in life or death?  I don't know why I suddenly felt a little sad.

    &nbspThe most precious treasure in the world.

    The memories of the past are like old photos that are constantly playing back in his mind.

    There are pains and joys, all in all, they are the most precious in his life, and he will never forget them.

    "Mr. Lu, my name is Shen Qing, and Qing is pure Qing."

    "Mr. Lu, thank you for taking me home."

    "Mr. Lu, I learned a lot today. I can play the violin now. Do you want to listen?"

    "Mr. Lu, what do you want to eat today?"

    "Mr. Lu, I am very clean, I am not dirty"

    "So I'm a stand-in"

    "Mr. Lu, the things you send out will never come back."

    "Mr. Lu, I'm leaving, goodbye."

    "Mr. LuMr. LuMr. Lu"

    Clearness is pure and clear, clear and clear, clear and entangled, clear and clear to the authorities who are obsessed with bystanders, and even clear for one life and two clean.

    Shen Qing, who was dressed in a clean white dress, seemed to appear suddenly. She stood in front of him, with the breeze blowing on her face, she smiled sweetly, and stretched out her hand to him: "Mr. Lu, welcome home."-

    Okay, let's go home.

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