Three days later, nearing the end of August, the sun was as scorching as ever, baking the earth. Yet, the Shanghai cemetery was surprisingly cool, a coolness that seeped into the heart, causing a chill and a shiver.
At that moment, Chu Fang and the others gathered before a tombstone. They looked at the inscription: Chang Shen, born in XX year, died in XX year... ...
Yang Meina gazed at the photo on the tombstone. Chang Shen's face was calm, his eyes vacant, yet seeming to see through the world.
She remembered the first time she met Chang Shen, wanting to win him over, thinking it would be easy. But he had slapped her arrogant attitude down hard.
After experiencing so much, she knew she wasn't good enough for Chang Shen, and chose Wang Wenhao instead.
But she never expected Chang Shen to take this step.
Chang Shen's father, Chang Jie, murmured, "How could this happen... ..."
Du Yujie said, "My experiment seems to have gone wrong."
"You're the one who killed Shen'er," Chang Jie pointed at Du Yujie.
"It has nothing to do with me," Du Yujie shook her head.
"It's you... ..." Chang Jie stepped forward, grabbing Du Yujie's sleeve. The others quickly stopped him.
Du Yujie took a step back: "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
Her expression was calm, as if the one who died wasn't the child she carried for ten months. Then, she prepared to leave.
Chu Fang stopped Du Yujie: "You owe me money."
"That ten million?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry, I've already used it."
"I don't care, you have to pay it back, even if you have to kill or commit arson," Chu Fang said heavily.
"Your thinking is dominated by emotions, leading you to make irrational decisions," Du Yujie said. "If I were to kill or commit arson, you would also bear the corresponding responsibility. Besides, that was money you voluntarily donated. No matter what, I have no obligation to return it."
Du Yujie left the place: "I am very sorry about this, but please accept my condolences."
Hearing this, Chang Jie's anger surged to his head, and he was about to hit Du Yujie. But the people present went to break them up, creating a chaotic scene in front of the tomb.
It wasn't until Du Yujie left in a taxi, and many of the mourners also left, that only Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, Chang Jie, and Yang Meina remained.
Chang Jie cried out loud, and his new wife helped him leave.
Yang Meina wanted to pat Chu Fang on the shoulder, signaling that it was time to go, but Zhong Tingyue stopped her childhood friend, shaking her head.
The two of them left the place, watching Chu Fang sitting in front of the tomb from afar.
Chu Fang sat in front of the tomb, looking at the photo on the tombstone, and took a long breath, trying to calm his emotions. He said, "You finally left, and it's a good thing! It saves me from being anxious and worried every day, saves me from running after you all the time, saves me from sleeping in your broken living room, I can't even sleep well... ..."
"Your approach is pretty good, saving me a lot of trouble."
"You're dead, good, good riddance," Chu Fang murmured, then suddenly kicked the tombstone. "Why the hell did you die!"
Yang Meina saw Chu Fang kicking the tombstone: "Chu Fang is... ..."
Zhong Tingyue said, "Let him be."
She learned about the feelings between Chu Fang and Chang Shen from her fiancé.
During Chu Fang's most difficult time, when his heart was the most empty, when he almost needed medication to maintain his mental state, Chang Shen was with him, helping Chu Fang solve his psychological problems with various effective methods.
During that time, they opened an e-sports hotel and stayed up all night playing games; they rode their bicycles hundreds of kilometers just to throw a stone into the river; they also bought a coffin, and they both lay in the coffin together, looking at the stars and moon in the night sky... ...
For Chu Fang, he couldn't accept Chang Shen's departure.
Zhong Tingyue looked at Chu Fang's figure, her eyes full of worry.
She was extremely worried about her fiancé's mental state... ...
Just then, Chu Fang's phone rang. Zhong Tingyue looked at it; it was Chu Fang's private lawyer calling.
She answered the phone: "Hello, this is Zhong Tingyue, what's the matter?"
The other side recognized her voice: "President Zhong, the matter that President Chu instructed us to do is a bit difficult. There were many students present during the donation, who saw Chu Fang personally sign the transfer, and there is also video evidence."
After the other side finished speaking, Zhong Tingyue was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "What's the most you can do?"
"Suspension."
"Okay, do that," Zhong Tingyue instructed.
... ...
Du Yujie had just returned to Zhejiang University when the dean of the department called her to the office. When she arrived at the office, the dean said, "Yujie, you are suspended from today."
"Why?" Du Yujie frowned.
"Your donor has sent a team of lawyers to the school, saying that he was induced by you to donate the assets. This matter has caused a great stir and there will be a lawsuit. You can only be suspended first."
Du Yujie's expression didn't change: "Understood."
Then she walked out of the office, touching her chest: "Why does it hurt a little? Is it because I'm suspended and can't work? Or is it some kind of maternal emotional change I'm experiencing because of Chang Shen's departure? It's a strange feeling."
... ...
Chu Fang sat in front of the tomb, punching "Chang Shen's face": "Damn you, go to hell!"
After hitting and scolding until he was tired, he took out the letter Chang Shen left him: Chu Fang, I am very happy to have met you... ..."
