translated_Chapter 48

48: Only She Was Left Behind

One unanswered call after another, the brother’s threats.

Qiu Ci gave up dialing, throwing the phone onto the soft sofa.

She started to break down, but couldn’t scream, or perhaps the video was muted.

More and more blood stained the floor, and then, the video was paused.

Tsukimi Rin couldn’t control her expression.

“My sister committed suicide by cutting her wrists. I didn’t find her until three hours later, and by then it was too late to save her.” Qiu Ci’s voice was low, with a hint of sadness: “My sister had a romantic relationship with Miss Tsukimi a few years ago. She called and messaged her many times over a year, but Miss Tsukimi never replied. My sister suffered emotional setbacks and couldn’t get over it.”

“But wasn’t she dating Mr. Jing?” the judge asked.

“Mr. Jing was just a student my sister was sponsoring. The will that Miss Tsukimi produced is also questionable. Mr. Jing is innocent, and we won’t pursue the matter with Miss Tsukimi either,” Qiu Ci stated his view.

The media present were all impressed, another big scoop.

The judge said, “Since the defendant’s lawyer’s identity is questionable, we need to investigate for a longer period.”

Qiu Ci nodded: “But I’d rather withdraw the lawsuit. Both of them were important people in my sister’s life before she died. It’s just that she herself couldn’t overcome her emotional issues, so there’s no need to continue this farce.”

“What about the poisoning?”

“It could also have been my sister herself. I didn’t want to bring out this recording… Forget it, now that the cause of death has been determined, let’s leave it in the past.”

In the end.

Qiu Ci put on his sunglasses and left the scene surrounded by reporters and flashing lights.

Jing Yueming was temporarily taken back to the detention center.

Only Tsukimi Rin couldn’t come to terms with it.

She sat blankly in the defendant’s seat.

Like a wooden dummy.

Several reporters wanted to approach her, hoping to dig up some dirt about Miss Ai La being a lesbian.

Tsukimi Rin couldn’t speak.

In those two years, she had clearly tried her best to reject Qiu Shi and stay away from Qiu Shi.

Why did Qiu Shi’s knife still stab her in the heart?

The winner of this cold war was still Qiu Shi.

In the game of emotions, Qiu Shi had never lost to her.

Tsukimi Rin became a complete loser.

It was as if the collapsing Qiu Shi in the video was in front of her.

She coldly looked at the despairing Qiu Shi.

Qiu Shi bled out.

The dried-up corpse became a large net, trapping Tsukimi Rin for the rest of her life within those ten years.

She often thought ten years was too long.

But the changes between ten years ago and ten years later weren’t significant.

She was still alone.

With another person interspersed in between.

Ten years was short, very short. Qiu Shi had only lived for less than three decades.

Emotions between people always go back and forth.

Tsukimi Rin was too eager to succeed.

They could have had many decades together.

“There are many reasons for a sudden fainting spell. Head trauma, chronic illness, and major emotional trauma are all possibilities. The patient’s condition is currently stable. Let’s observe for now,” the doctor said in a voice tinged with disinfectant.

Another person nodded in response: “Okay, thank you.”

Tsukimi Rin gradually opened her eyes and saw Qin Yishan sitting by the bed, looking at something on his phone.

“Awake?” Qin Yishan asked.

Tsukimi Rin couldn’t speak.

“I’ve already introduced you to a psychiatrist.”

Tsukimi Rin turned away.

“I know what you’re thinking. You think Qiu Shi and Qiu Ci were at odds over the inheritance and that Qiu Ci harmed her.”

Tsukimi Rin’s hoarse voice made a rustling sound: “Do you know she had depression?”

“I wasn’t very clear at the time. After breaking up with you, she returned to China and stopped handling company affairs. Qiu Ci was basically the one doing everything.”

“What do you want to say? Why didn’t you say it before, when we were clearly…”

“I’m not a good person, Tsukimi Rin. Qiu Ci only wanted you to leave America. The rest was all my own doing. He wanted the company for Jing Yueming. These siblings are really strange. They can’t just sit down and talk it out.” Qin Yishan didn’t expect that he had actually struck Qiu Shi once: “Thanks to you, Qiu Ci can’t stay in China anymore. He’s going to France next month.”

“That’s all your doing, Qin Yishan! Since when did you have this goal? Taking this opportunity to send out nude photos to deal with Qiu Ci, don’t you think you’re despicable?” Tsukimi Rin stood up and questioned Qin Yishan.

Qin Yishan shook his head: “You don’t have to pay me back for the medical expenses.”

After saying that, he left the ward, and Tsukimi Rin was once again left alone.

Jing Yueming stood in front of the huge villa, like an ant under a towering tree.

He had never directly felt the enormous difference in class between Qiu Ci and him.

He had been standing there for two hours, still struggling to decide whether to knock on the door or leave.

That day, Su Yuyang came to the detention center to pick him up.

On the way, he didn’t forget to comfort Jing Yueming: “What’s dead is dead, don’t take this to heart.”

Jing Yueming scrolled through his phone. Although many related news items had been deleted,

he could still find photos of Qiu Ci.

Su Yuyang then said: “You don’t have to worry about Qiu Ci either. After he returns to France, we’re going to start a clothing brand…”

“He’s leaving?”

“If he doesn’t leave, what else can he do? Those photos are all over the internet. It’s such a big scandal. There’s no point in staying. Qiu Ci never liked these things anyway.”

Jing Yueming scratched his head uncomfortably: “When is Qiu Ci leaving?”

“Next month, probably, to hand over some things.” Su Yuyang had just sensed that Jing Yueming’s mood was a little off: “You’re not still planning to continue with Qiu Ci, are you?”

Jing Yueming was also confused. Had they reached their end?: “I want to know how he is doing recently.”

“Hiding at home, at the C District villa.” Su Yuyang inadvertently revealed Qiu Ci’s address.

Now, Jing Yueming was standing here.

He really wanted to go in and find Qiu Ci.

To make Qiu Ci admit his mistakes, to make Qiu Ci apologize to him.

He shouldn’t have thrown him up to take the blame without Jing Yueming’s consent.

He shouldn’t have not taken the initiative to comfort him.

He shouldn’t have let him be with the toxic paint.

But Qiu Ci didn’t do any of that. Qiu Ci just ignored him.

It wasn’t until nightfall that Qiu Ci came out.

“Waiting all afternoon? Aren’t you cold?” Qiu Ci hadn’t planned to come out. Now that he was with Jing Yueming, he felt awkward and unaccustomed.

“Qiu Ci, why…” Jing Yueming didn’t know where to start asking.

Qiu Ci shook his head: “I should apologize to you. The paint did have some problems. I was trying to stop you, and I changed the paint later.”

“So you really!” Really was poisoning.

“You can go and appeal again now,” Qiu Ci said with a smile. “But there’s no benefit to that.”

Looking at the helpless Jing Yueming, Qiu Ci also stood outside: “Let’s talk, Little Jing.”

Qiu Ci brought out a beach chair. Early spring was still a bit cold.

Then, Qiu Ci also brought out those paintings left behind by Ai La.

The combustion of thallium produces a ghostly green flame.