Chapter 132: Dong Feifei, who is seeking death

"Oh! I feel special regret for Zhang Qiang's death." Guo Qihua suddenly sighed and said quietly, "He completed a career that others could not complete in his entire life when he was so young. He is a real dragon among people. I, Guo Qihua, easily refused to admire anyone in my life, but I would like to Zhang Qiang to sincerely praise him. He is indeed a good example! Especially the Agricultural Science Institute he established can actually poach the experts of our Academy of Sciences. Now thinking about it now makes me feel a little incredible. There are too many things worth our sighing in him." Guo Qihua's words were sincere and sincere, but not only did this not make Shi Qiu feel better, but it made him feel even more sad.

The painful Shi Qiu slowly raised his head and murmured, "Yes, although he only had a few encounters, he seemed to be rooted in my heart, and was suddenly pulled out, and even my heart was pulled out. What a good young man, but he suddenly left, and an old man like me was still in this world..." "Okay, Shi Qiu, if you are a bad old man, then there will be few old men in the world. Since things have been like this, we should feel sad, but we should not feel negative. You have spent most of your life in the military camp, and there will be no lack of the fortitude and strength of soldiers in your soul and bones, right?" With the successive comfort of He Yiqing, Guo Qihua, and Zhu Shan, Shi Qiu gradually suppressed the sadness in his heart and returned to some peace of mind.

With a full military uniform and a hat on his face, Shi Qiu said, "I'm going to send him off for the last trip. Old friend, I'll make up for this glass of wine next time." Seeing Shi Qiu leaving, Guo Qihua hurriedly winked at He Yiqing. He Yiqing grabbed Shi Qiu and said, "You can't catch up when you go back now. If you really want to be, it's not at this moment..." Shi Qiu glanced at He Yiqing, and looked like he was hesitant and looked like he was a ghost in his heart. Shi Qiu thought carefully, then looked at Guo Qihua, the president of the Academy of Sciences, and immediately thought of the matter of Amethyst. He smiled faintly and said, "Don't think of hitting Amethyst. Amethyst was given to me by Zhang Qiang. Now Zhang Qiang... I'm afraid no one in the world knows the source of Amethyst?"

"What!? Is the amethyst given to you by Zhang Qiang?" He Yiqing was both shocked and sad. What was shocked was that Zhang Qiang seemed to have an endless surprise. As Shi Qiu said, with Zhang Qiang's death, the origin of the mysterious amethyst will become a mystery that can never be solved. However, He Yiqing was shocked and sad, but Guo Qihua was only surprised, but he did not feel sad. Because he knew that Zhang Qiang could not only use such a good thing as a diamond-like luxury product. It would definitely be of great use. If it was to be great, then there would be traces in his agricultural science institute. Guo Qihua pulled He Yiqing and walked a few steps to catch up with Shi Qiu and said, "Yiqing and I have admired Zhang Qiang for a long time, and I will accompany you to see him off today."

"You are going too?" Shi Qiu was surprised and said in a daze. He Yiqing didn't know what Guo Qihua was thinking. He didn't know what he was thinking about, so he became mute and let Guo Qihua mercy. Guo Qihua nodded and said, "Yes, it's not far away anyway. Let's be a companion, so we won't be too bored on the road, right?" Shi Qiu looked at Guo Qihua seriously, shook his head slowly and said, "It seems that you still don't give up on the Amethyst. However, I have no objection. Just like you said, you don't have to be too bored on the road!"

At this time, the atmosphere in the provincial capital was deep and grand. Almost every shop hung white elegy couplets on the streets and alleys, which were swaying lightly in the wind, which was quite spectacular. This surprised Zhang Qiang and was even a little difficult to understand. He never expected that he, the "evil man" referred to as ten thousand men, would enjoy such a grand treatment after his death. Perhaps it was to show respect for Zhang Qiang, and perhaps it was not like touching Zhang Qiang, the scar hidden in their hearts. Zhang Qiang's memorial service continued, but the streets were no longer like before, and comments about Zhang Qiang could be heard everywhere.

"Huh? What tricks do she want to play?" Zhang Qiang narrowed his eyes and saw a familiar back in the crowd. Zhang Qiang was helpless about this back. Love it, Zhang Qiang couldn't tell whether he felt love for her. Anyway, when he saw her being with another man, he would feel uncomfortable. Do you hate it? Logically speaking, if the same thing happened to Zhou Qixiong, Zhou Qixiong would end up ten thousand times worse than being in jail. However, when it happened to Dong Feifei, Zhang Qiang was angry, but he couldn't hate it, as if Dong Feifei was just a naughty child who was playing pranks with him.

Seeing Dong Feifei crying several times at the funeral, Zhang Qiang felt a little unbearable. At this time, he saw Dong Feifei walking forward alone in a daze, Zhang Qiang followed him with some concern. Suddenly, Dong Feifei waved to a taxi, and the taxi took her away, looking at the posture towards the suburbs. "What did she do in the suburbs?" Zhang Qiang was stunned and followed with some concern. There was a steep mountain peak in the suburbs of the provincial capital, called Qiyun Mountain. Qiyun Mountain is a famous scenic spot in S Province. There is a huge ancient temple in the country currently preserved in the country. It is accused of being the birthplace of Buddhism. Every year, a large number of Buddhists can be recruited to restore, make wishes and worship.

At the entrance of Qiyun Mountain, Dong Feifei got out of the car. Zhang Qiang was a little surprised, thinking that Dong Feifei was here to worship Buddha, and his heart relaxed. Sure enough, Dong Feifei took the cable car and came to the ancient temple. He knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, closed his eyes, closed his hands, and muttered something in his mouth. When Zhang Qiang heard it, his heart couldn't help but sink. In front of the Buddha, Dong Feifei took all Zhang Qiang's death on himself, and every word was filled with deep guilt and guilt. From her words, Zhang Qiang could hear it, because of his death, she had become extremely negative about life, and even a little disgusted.

This made Zhang Qiang feel very uncomfortable. In fact, part of the reason why Zhang Qiang pretended to die was because of Dong Feifei, but more of it was because Zhang Qiang deliberately. One was to get rid of the pressure of public opinion, chase it, and turn from the front to the backstage, no longer become the focus of attention, and put his actions under any constraints. The other was for himself. When a person carries so many burdens, he always feels tired. Zhang Qiang was exhausted and complained a lot from this seemingly endless problem that seemed to be busy with and can never solve, because of his strong willpower, so he could only hold on to this day. In other words, although Dong Feifei hurts Zhang Qiang, Zhang Qiang also took advantage of Dong Feifei in turn. Both of them seemed to owe each other.

However, Zhang Qiang's goal had been achieved at this time. Now he was shaking everything away, and even his breathing seemed to be a little more relaxed than before. But as for Dong Feifei, she was being suppressed by the repentance from her heart and couldn't straighten her waist. Looking at her sad and desperate expression, thinking that all this was imposed on her, Zhang Qiang felt guilty this time. Looking at Dong Feifei quietly, burning incense and worshiping Buddha, listening to her hope for Zhang Qiang's resurrection and his words of forgiveness, Zhang Qiang was silent...

After worshiping the Buddha, Dong Feifei did not go down the mountain, but walked slowly up the mountain along a plank road. At this time, Dong Feifei was like a walking corpse who was not tired, staring blankly at the front, her feet kept on for a while. Looking at the men who were tortured by the steep plank roads that entered the clouds, and were panting and wide and round waisted, then, Dong Feifei's expressionless face, his face did not blush, and his heart did not beat. Zhang Qiang's brows frowned. Is this the power of grief?

"Is he going to the back mountain?" Zhang Qiang was shocked when he saw Dong Feifei's orientation. The ancient temple is only one of the major attractions in Qiyun Mountain. Qiyun Mountain has another attraction that can attract tourists in a large number of tourists, that is, the cliff at the back mountain. This cliff will definitely make most other cliffs in the world feel ashamed of themselves. Not to mention the height of this cliff, what is even more amazing is that the cross-section of this cliff seems to be cut off by a knife and then polished with sandpaper, without any bulge, and the cross-section is so smooth and flat that it is amazing. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, even people who are not afraid of heights will feel dizzy and frightened.

Zhang Qiang was right, and Dong Feifei came to the cliff all the way. The whistling mountain wind blew her hair up, like a fairy falling from the sky, standing quietly on the railing. A deep resentment and sadness kept impacting the hearts of the tourists around her through her back. The beautiful scenery around her was overshadowed at this moment. The fortune of the world could only obediently retreat in front of Dong Feifei. The cameras around her were aimed at Dong Feifei almost at the same time, and the flashes that kept lit up proved that Dong Feifei was the focus of people's pursuit wherever she went.

"What does she want to do?" Zhang Qiang couldn't help asking himself. With his super keen six senses, Zhang Qiang felt Dong Feifei's heart. Her heart was like a stagnant water at this time, with the passing of life, full of despair, guilt, sadness, etc., and all the negative emotions. Until he felt Dong Feifei's heart, Zhang Qiang realized how embarrassing he brought to Dong Feifei. Dong Feifei's whisper slowly came from Zhang Qiang's ears, "...I killed him, I am an absolute harmer... Dong Feifei, can others forgive you, can you forgive yourself? He must be very lonely and lonely on the road to the underworld. No matter how much he hates me and hates me, I should accompany him to walk the underworld road..."

"Dong Feifei is actually here to seek death!" Zhang Qiang's ominous premonition was confirmed by Dong Feifei's whisper. This made Zhang Qiang not only surprised, but also shocked. How much courage does death require, let alone people like Dong Feifei who have a perfect life than most people. Zhang Qiang really doesn't believe that there is still the power to make them automatically give up such a life and choose dark death. Is this the power of love? Love can make people give up everything, and it can also make people see through life and death and transcend life and death. It is precisely because of this that love can be seen so sacred, right? But Zhang Qiang doesn't want Dong Feifei to die, because Dong Feifei's death will make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Girl!" An old man among the tourists probably had an insight into Dong Feifei's intention to die, and hurriedly called. Dong Feifei turned his head blankly and looked at the old man. The old man said slowly in a wise tone after vicissitudes of life, "Girl, death is just an escape, except to make more people sad. It cannot solve any problem. When you reach my age, you will think you are funny when you think about what you did today..." Dong Feifei said lightly, "Old man, do you think I am going to die? No, I am going to meet someone, he is waiting for me, waiting for me to beg for his forgiveness..."

As he said that, Dong Feifei slowly stepped one leg out of the guardrail. In the strong mountain wind, Dong Feifei's body lost its balance. A violent shaking made everyone present exclaim, and a cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. "Girl, wait a moment, listen to me... How did you know that the person is still blaming you? Maybe he has forgiven you now and is praying that you can live a good life?" The old man said anxiously. Dong Feifei was stunned and murmured, "No, I hurt him so deeply, he must hate me, and he will never forgive me again..." After saying that, Dong Feifei stepped on his other leg out of the railing.

"Fool, idiot!" Zhang Qiang saw this and couldn't help but curse. "Girl! Don't be impulsive. Think about those beautiful things, things that are worthy of your nostalgia, and you will find that living is actually really happy..." The old man tried his best to dissuade him. "Beautiful things?" Dong Feifei stood there and became stunned. In her mind, all the memories were released. However, what made her feel most happy was the period in the Happy Village. Although she was so angry that she was about to be crazy by Zhang Qiang at that time, but now thinking about it, there was sweetness everywhere. But such sweetness was like the rushing Yellow River, which was gone forever. Thinking of this, Dong Feifei became even more desperate.

"It's better to end it earlier than just living alone and full of guilt!" Dong Feifei sighed, and her body stretched down the cliff.
Chapter completed!