nucmednet Chapter 696: Go visit that kid’s grave
Chapter 696: Go visit that kid’s grave
The next day, the morning light was just breaking, and the soft light fell on the campus like a veil, covering the world with a dreamy veil.
An Yu dressed up carefully in the dormitory. She faced the mirror, carefully arranging every detail, sculpting her beauty to perfection.
She was wearing an elegant dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming flower.
Her makeup is delicate yet fresh, and every stroke reveals her unique charm.
She was in high spirits, walking out of the dormitory building lightly like a happy little bird.
As soon as he appeared, Teng Zijing was seen holding an extremely exquisitely decorated gift box. The ribbon tied on the gift box was like a lively butterfly, as if it would flap its wings and fly at any time.
The other hand held a bouquet of gorgeous flowers, with morning dew still on the petals, sparkling in the dim light, as gorgeous as the shy face of a young girl.
Teng Zijing stood quietly at the door waiting, his posture upright, like a pine tree.
Seeing An Yu coming out, Teng Zijing's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward, showing a gentlemanly demeanor and said with a smile:
"An'er, this is for you. It's the weekend, I wonder if I could be so lucky as to invite you out for a trip?"
There was a hint of expectation in his tone, and his eyes were fixed on An Yu, as if she was the center of his world at that moment.
However, a look of disdain appeared on An Yu's face, and she responded coldly:
"I'm sorry, I already have a schedule." After saying that, she walked past Teng Zijing without hesitation.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly fixed on something not far away, and she instantly smiled as brightly as the warm spring sun, and shouted excitedly: "Beichen, let's go!"
Teng Zijing watched the two of them leave the campus hand in hand, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart.
Along the way, no matter where An Yu and Qiu Beichen went, Teng Zijing was like a lingering shadow, hiding in every corner and staring at them.
An Yu noticed Teng Zijing's gaze and deliberately interacted more intimately with Qiu Beichen.
Sometimes she gently held Qiu Beichen's arm, sometimes she looked up and talked and laughed with him softly,
The melodious and pleasant laughter echoed in the air like a silver bell, as if announcing to the world that only Qiu Beichen could make her so happy and carefree.
Before they knew it, night fell and the lights came on. The colorful lights decorated the streets like a dream. An Yu and Qiu Beichen strolled in this charming atmosphere.
Their eyes met, filled with lingering affection, as if they were the only ones left in the world.
At this warm moment, several drunkards rushed out from some dark corner and stood in front of the two.
The drunk in the lead had a face full of stubble and exuded a disgusting smell of alcohol. He squinted his eyes with lustful eyes.
He looked An Yu up and down, with a lewd smile on his lips. As he spoke, he took out a wad of crumpled money from his pocket.
He waved it in front of An Yu and said, "Hey, you're really pretty, little girl! Play with me, and all this money will be yours!"
After saying that, he stretched out his dirty hand and pulled An Yu like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.
Seeing this, Qiu Beichen's eyes flashed with anger and fear. He instinctively stretched out his trembling hands and forcefully opened the drunkard's hands.
He cursed angrily, "Who wants your dirty money!" After that, he grabbed An Yu's hand tightly, turned around and ran away.
However, after running a few steps, he was surrounded by three other thugs from different directions, blocking his way.
One of them, with a face full of flesh, cursed viciously: "Hey, you little bastard, you still want to run away!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qiu Beichen in the chest like a sledgehammer.
Qiu Beichen was caught off guard and fell to the ground in an instant like a kite with a broken string.
An Yu was frightened by the sudden scene before her eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes. She cried out at the top of her lungs, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."
At this critical moment, Teng Zijing put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards him with a leisurely pace.
His eyes were sharp and he shouted loudly, "Stop, what are you doing?" After that, he rushed towards the drunkards as fast as lightning.
He used his fists and feet together, his movements were clean and neat, like flowing water, and in no time he beat several people to a pulp, forcing them to flee in panic.
An Yu supported the injured Qiu Beichen and, under the guidance of Teng Zijing, reluctantly returned to his home.
However, the originally well-intentioned action was unleashed by Qiu Beichen's self-righteous nature, awakening the criminal demon in Teng Zijing's heart.
Teng Zijing had already lost face in front of everyone when he failed to meet An Yu in the morning, and he felt a nameless anger in his heart.
As a result, he followed An Yu and Qiu Beichen all the way and witnessed their sweet interactions throughout the day, which was like pouring salt on his already wounded heart.
Now, these two people were forced to come to his home. Qiu Beichen's hostile eyes and some seemingly childish words completely enraged Teng Zijing, who was already very angry.
Teng Zijing, the young master of Fengteng International, was filled with inherent arrogance, jealousy, and anger, which instantly overwhelmed his rationality. He did not give Qiu Beichen any chance to leave.
He turned around and kicked Qiu Beichen, who was injured and wanted to leave, hard. Qiu Beichen was weak to begin with and could not withstand the kick, so he fell to the ground again.
Teng Zijing took the opportunity to step forward, dragging An Yu like a chicken, and went straight to the bedroom upstairs.
Qiu Beichen chased to the door and saw the scene inside the house. His body froze instantly, his eyes were full of pain and self-blame, his fists were clenched, and his knuckles turned white.
The cowardly Qiu Beichen slowly leaned against the wall at the door, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.
Listening to An Yu's desperate struggle and helpless wailing in the room, his tears flowed uncontrollably, and his heart was filled with regret for his own self-esteem.
He shouted loudly "Ah...", and his voice was full of helplessness and anger of male chauvinism under the constraints of feudal ideas in the old society.
On a stormy night, the beautiful memories of their love for each other became a thing of the past forever.
The next day, An Yu, with a glimmer of hope, came to the campus as usual, to the place where they often stayed.
She searched for traces of the sweetness and warmth she had with Qiu Beichen in the past, but she could not find Qiu Beichen.
She knew in her heart that Qiu Beichen must not want to see her again. Just as she walked to the classroom door, she suddenly heard a commotion on the campus.
Someone looked terrified and shouted, "Someone jumped off the building!"
Then, someone else exclaimed, "What's going on? Did Senior Qiu jump off the building?"
"Ah? My idol, what on earth happened?" Various exclamations came one after another.
An Yu's heart suddenly tightened, and her face turned pale as paper. She subconsciously turned around and ran downstairs desperately.
When she ran downstairs, she saw Qiu Beichen lying quietly in a pool of blood, his body twisted and with no signs of life.
At that moment, An Yu felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fainted on the ground.
Soon, the police intervened in the investigation. After a detailed investigation and evidence collection, they ultimately characterized the tragedy as "a case of love-struck" and found the school guilty of negligence in the incident.
Due to the uproar from Qiu Beichen's uncle Qiu Baocang, the school was forced to pay Qiu Beichen's family 800,000 yuan in mental damages.
Qiu Beichen lost both his parents when he was young and has been fostered in his uncle Qiu Baocang's home.
When he saw the huge amount of compensation, he was immediately filled with joy. He signed his name without hesitation and hurried back to his hometown with all the money.
Upon learning that Qiu Beichen had committed suicide by jumping off a building, his uncle and aunt, who held rural feudal superstitious beliefs, felt that this was extremely unlucky. They did not even want to see their nephew for the last time, let alone take care of Qiu Beichen's funeral.
As the party at fault, the school had no choice but to take over the matter. On a gloomy day, Qiu Beichen was buried in the cemetery.
The surroundings were quiet and sad, as if the earth was also silently mourning the passing of this young life.
After An Yu woke up, she felt like she had lost her soul. She had no interest in her studies and lost interest in everything around her.
It seemed as if overnight, she went from a vibrant young girl to a walking corpse.
Not long after, she disappeared completely in the huge Kuncheng as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.
"Beichen, I know very well that you couldn't bear the humiliation that you suffered, so you decided to commit suicide for love. I understand you, you are a person who values face very much.
Traditional values have long been deeply ingrained in your heart, forcing you to always uphold your cherished moral principles. Maintaining integrity is the criterion of your dignity and pride.
Now, seven years have passed, and I, An Yu, am back. For these seven years, day and night, my longing for you has been with me, and the pain has been unforgettable.
I have returned this time to seek justice for your tragic experience that cost you your life. Wait for me..."
After she finished speaking, An Yu looked solemn as she slowly bowed three times in front of Qiu Beichen's tombstone. Every time she bowed down, it seemed as if she was pouring out endless affection and determination.
Then, she straightened her body, turned around resolutely, and slowly left the cemetery with firm steps.
In the vast territory of Antai Technology Group, there is a unique real estate area. In this area, there is a villa complex called "Dongcheng Beiyu".
The environment here is quiet and the architectural style is elegant and grand. Each villa demonstrates extraordinary taste and dignity.
In the living room of one of the villas, An Jinsong was sitting opposite Yu Jun with a worried look on his face. The purple clay teapot on the coffee table was emitting curls of steam and the aroma of tea filled the air.
The tea in the cups before them was a mellow, amber-colored liquid. As they sipped the fragrant tea, they discussed in depth the future development trends of the industry.
An Jinsong stroked the teacup in his hand, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing worry and contemplation about the future direction of the company. He said:
"Today's market is unpredictable and technology is changing rapidly. If Antai Technology Group wants to maintain its leading position, we face considerable challenges."
Yu Jun nodded slightly, his expression solemn, and responded: "Yes, judging from the current industry dynamics,
We must carefully plan both technological innovation and market expansion; any misstep could lead to competitors seizing the lead."
Just then, the door to the living room was slowly pushed open, and An Yu walked in with a solemn expression.
She walked slowly, as if every step was carrying a thousand pounds of weight. When An Jinsong saw his daughter, the sadness on his face was instantly replaced by doting, and he quickly said:
"An Yu, my precious daughter! You just came back and you didn't even take a good rest. Where have you been all day?
Look at how haggard you look, pale, and with dark circles under your eyes. I, your father, am so heartbroken that I don't know what to do. "
An Yu forced a barely perceptible smile and said in a slightly tired voice, "Uncle Yu, Dad, I'm fine. You guys continue chatting. I'll go back to my room and rest."
An Jinsong looked at his daughter and guessed something. He suddenly realized, "Are you going to visit that boy's grave?"
An Yu didn't say anything, but just stood quietly at the stairs, nodded slowly, and then dragged her legs, which felt heavy as if they were filled with lead, and walked up the stairs step by step.
Looking at An Yu's departing figure, Yu Jun couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "Xiao Yu is still too obsessed!
Let my sister-in-law come back and spend some time with her! She's been gone for seven years, and not only have I not let go, but my longing for her has only intensified."
An Jinsong sighed helplessly and said, "You know that mother and daughter have different tempers and always argue when they meet.
I think Yu Fei is quite capable and thoughtful, and he always handles things properly. If you ask him to come and stay for a while, maybe he can help her with her problems."
"Haha, you've spoiled my son since he was little. Sometimes, I even feel like he's your biological son.
I'm closer to you than to my biological father, haha!" Yu Jun said half-jokingly.
An Jinsong smiled and responded, "Yu Feiji is smart and capable, and has outstanding abilities. He will become a great man in the future. You are more fortunate than me."
"Okay, it's getting late. I'll say goodbye now. After I go back, I will immediately inform Xiaofei of An Yu's return." As they were talking, the two of them had walked out of the room unknowingly.