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Chapter 546 Burial of Shen Chun's Past (91)

On the night that Zhou Yafang committed suicide by jumping off the building——

Inside the hospital, news of Shen Zhijun's complete death also came.

Ever since he had a car accident and turned into a vegetative state, Shen Zhijun was no different from a dead man except for his breathing and heartbeat. However, that night, his breathing and heartbeat stopped, and all his vital signs returned to zero.

In other words, he bid farewell to this world.

For this reason, the media reported that Shen Zhijun went to find Zhou Yafang.

He had done too many wrong things during his lifetime, and he was worried that Zhou Yafang was alone in the underworld, so he went to accompany her.

Shen Zhichen buried the tombs of Shen Zhijun and Zhou Yafang together.

Zhou Yafang was Shen Zhichen's ex-wife, but her second husband was Shen Zhijun after all.

On the day of the funeral, there was a heavy rain, and it seemed to rain down on everyone's heart.

Only Shen Zhichen attended the funeral.

Baijiu, white chrysanthemums and yellow chrysanthemums were all placed in front of the tombstone, the petals were blown off by the wind, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"Brother, let's go."

Shen Zhichen bowed towards the tombstone and said word by word.

Since then.

I hope that there will be no sorrow and pain in the underworld, and there will be no so many suspicions and calculations.

If there really is an afterlife, I hope Shen Zhijun can start a new life and treat Zhou Yafang better, or the two of them will never meet.

……

Jiang Chunhe sat on the bed like a wooden doll, she no longer knew what it was like to talk and laugh.

The only thing to do every day is to hold the baby and shake it.

At first, the child will still cry a few times.

When being hugged by Jiang Chunhe feels uncomfortable, he will cry at the top of his voice.

At this time, Jiang Chunhe hurriedly hugged the child in his arms.

"Be good, be good, the baby will not cry or cry."

After a while, the child really stopped crying.

Never cried again.

No matter how hard Jiang Chunhe hugged him and coaxed him, he didn't respond at all.

A few days later, Shen Zhichen was going to pick up the child from Jiang Chunhe's arms and bury him.

However, she won't let me say anything.

She hugged the lifeless child, and the only thing she said all day was——

"Don't cry, don't cry, baby baby, be good."

Repeat back and forth.

incoherent.

A few white hairs protruded from her forehead.

She is obviously a woman under 30 years old, but she seems to have aged 20 years overnight.

Shen Zhichen felt uncomfortable.

He wanted Jiang Chunhe to recognize the reality and accept that the child had passed away, but she lived in her own world every day.

The child is her only sustenance.

But the child is dead.

Why couldn't she just move on and give him another child?

……

Time seems to be frozen by ice and snow. Every day at sunset and dusk, the ebb and flow seems to be meaningless.

I don't know how long has passed.

Finally one day, Jiang Chunhe came back to his senses and handed the child to Shen Zhichen.

"Go and bury him."

Jiang Chunhe said lightly.

She is no longer the original Jiang Chunhe, her eyes are no longer bright and clear, and her heart is no longer beating.

Shen Zhichen's heart tightened as he hugged her.

"Chunhe, we will have children in the future, and we will have children of our own!"

"..."

Jiang Chunhe was held by Shen Zhichen indifferently, without any reaction.

The rain on the day of the child's funeral was much heavier than the rain on the day of Shen Zhijun's funeral.

The pattering raindrops moistened Jiang Chunhe's face, and also moistened her heart!
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Shen Zhichen grabbed her arm, trying to pull her back.

Jiang Chunhe suddenly knelt in front of the tombstone like crazy.

It was hard to tell whether it was tears or rainwater, and it slowly dripped down the corners of her eyes and brows.

Her heart was pierced like a knife, and her heart-piercing cries resounded throughout the sky.

Shen Zhichen stood aside, held an umbrella for her, and looked down at Jiang Chunhe like this.

Is it his fault?
But, that child is not his, so he shouldn't have kept it, isn't it, isn't it good to be gone now?

There was a big hole in Jiang Chunhe's heart, the fierce wind came in, and the pain was piercing.

She felt that her heart would never clear up again, and all this was because——

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

She went crazy and pinched Shen Zhichen's throat beside her.

She wanted to strangle him!
Shen Zhichen remained indifferent.

"Chunhe, you should return to reality..."

"What is the reality?! The reality is, you don't believe me, you never believe me! That's why Zhou Yafang took advantage of it, so you killed my child, and you ruined my happiness! It's all your fault! "

Jiang Chunhe roared word by word.

It's all her hysteria!

Shen Zhichen sighed forcefully, and broke off Jiang Chunhe's hands.

"Okay, come back with me!"

He took her away despite her struggle.

From then on, she would return to that cage again, without any light or hope.

It's still raining.

Along with the rumbling thunder, a bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the tombstone.

……

What is the end of sorrow?
Happiness is not easy to come by.

is desperate.

An abyss of despair.

A desperate woman, now, her only hope is - Shen Chaosheng.

Jiang Chunhe wanted Shen Chaosheng.

She wants to see him.

At least, that man can still bring her light.

The faint, long-lost light that can support her to live.

A piece of divorce agreement was placed in front of Shen Zhichen.

Being torn to pieces by Shen Zhichen without saying a word, he stared at Jiang Chunhe with frosty eyebrows, feeling pain in his heart.

"Have you had enough trouble? Take this as the end, let's start again, Jiang Chunhe, Mrs. Shen!"

"I'm no longer Mrs. Shen."

She spoke one word at a time, and just as she finished speaking, she heard a commotion outside the door.

The person who came was Shen Chaosheng.

Behind him, several uniformed police officers followed.

The policeman walked up to Shen Zhichen and showed his ID.

"Mr. Shen Zhichen, we suspect that you are involved in illegal imprisonment."

"..."

Shen Zhichen frowned.

Jiang Chunhe watched this scene with cold eyes, and his voice was never before: "Mr. Police, my husband and I have broken up. I want to divorce, but my husband doesn't agree. What should I do?"

"You can go to court and get divorced," said the policeman.

Jiang Chunhe nodded and said yes.

The police took Shen Zhichen away.

Shen Chaosheng held Jiang Chunhe's shoulders, his eyes were full of concern.

"Are you all right? Did he do anything to you?"

Jiang Chunhe shook his head, and suddenly covered his face and began to cry.

"My child is gone... gone! Ugh."

She cried like a child who lost the world.

Shen Chaosheng patted her back, rubbing it from top to bottom.

"It's okay, I will treat you well in the future."

(End of this chapter)