Chapter 56 So many shadows, all of them are him

The documents slipped from Su Hui's hands and scattered on the floor. Su Hui turned around and quickly walked out of Li Jichuan's apartment.

He couldn't forget the look in Li Jichuan's eyes. At first, he couldn't make out the specific meaning of that look, but he felt it was terrifying. His heart was pounding, and his internal organs were being pulled painfully by an inexplicable force.

In a moment, he suddenly understood.

The way Li Jichuan looked at him was like he was looking at a dog!

A dog that bit someone he cared about, a dog whose life was in danger.

A dog he had seen through long ago, with nowhere to hide.

As the elevator plummeted, Su Hui's stomach began to churn.

Even though Li Jichuan hadn't shown him any hostility, he felt so guilty that he felt nauseous, as if a great disaster was about to befall him.

As soon as he left the apartment building, he quickly called Echo, saying that he wasn't feeling well and wanted to ask her for a week off.

Echo's voice carried a hint of weariness, "No, that won't work."

"Why?" Su Hui broke down. "Although I promised when I joined the company that I would not usually take leave... But now I'm not feeling well and need to recuperate. You can't just ignore my health, can you?"

Echo chuckled, "What I mean is, President Li instructed that all employees in the General Secretary's Office must obtain his approval before requesting leave."

Su stopped in her tracks. "What, when?"

“Just now,” Echo said, “just two seconds before your call came in, Mr. Li gave me this instruction.”

Su panicked even more, her face turning deathly pale. "Alright then."

"If there's nothing else, hurry back to work. Why did it take you so long to deliver a document?" Echo instructed on the other end of the line.

Su Hui's fingers stiffened as she struggled to hang up the phone.

His ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger. He choked up, but couldn't hold it in any longer, and ran to the roadside green belt to keep retching.

Just as the discomfort subsided, his phone started ringing again.

Su Hui took out her phone, saw the caller ID, breathed a sigh of relief, and rolled her eyes.

"What's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Cong Shu asked hesitantly, "Su Hui, Su Pu, did he marry Li Jichuan?"

Now, just hearing the names of Li Jichuan and Su Pu makes Su Hui's stomach cramp.

"I ran into them at the mall that day. Li Jichuan told me that he and Su Pu got married..."

"I know about Li Jichuan's marriage, but why is it with Su Pu?"

"Do you think Su Pu might be whispering in Li Jichuan's ear? They seem quite harmonious, which makes me a little scared..."

Su rubbed her hair in frustration, the nausea she had just suppressed instantly returning.

"Get out of here! Don't you understand how to play along?"

"Plus, Su Pu is a mute, what kind of whispers could he possibly whisper in someone's ear? He just sticks his ass out and gets his ass fucked..."

Cong Shu and Su Hui haven't been in contact for a long time; as they've grown up, their lives have both begun new chapters.

He hadn't expected that Su would still dislike Su Pu so much.

"That's good……"

Cong Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, two days after that phone call, just when Cong Shu was almost completely over the matter of Li Jichuan and Su Pu's marriage, Li Jichuan took the initiative to contact him.

Cong Shu arrived at the restaurant as agreed and was led to a private room by a waiter.

This dinner was arranged by Li Jichuan on his own.

Cong Shu was flattered and overwhelmed.

I thought that after Li Jichuan's car accident and subsequent marriage, he would settle down, but I didn't expect him to still be having fun.

However, his moral standards weren't very high either, and besides, having hooked up with Li Jichuan would at least make him much more financially secure.

Cong Shu put on her most alluring smile, walked into the private room, and sat down next to Li Jichuan as if she had no bones.

The next second, the wheelchair beside him slid aside a bit, and Li Jichuan frowned and reminded him, "Stay away from me!"

Cong Shu's face turned pale, and he moved to sit opposite him.

Li Jichuan got straight to the point.

"You were in the same class as Su Pu for all three years of high school?"

It turned out it was because of Su Pu. Cong Shu became nervous and shifted uncomfortably.

"Yes. Su Pu got into the top class on his own merit; my parents paid a sponsorship fee for me."

Li Jichuan nodded. "What was Su Pu like in high school?"

Cong Shu pondered for a moment and answered by avoiding the main point.

"He's pretty ordinary, I didn't pay much attention to him."

"Didn't you notice?"

“Hmm,” Cong Shu nodded, “I don’t remember.”

Li Jichuan scrutinized him, and Cong Shu lowered his head.

"How many years has it been since you graduated?" Li Jichuan asked.

"Uh, it's been five or six years, hasn't it?"

"Can you recognize someone you haven't seen in five or six years at a glance in a shopping mall and accurately call out their name?"

Upon hearing this, Cong Shu's expression became visibly flustered. "I have a better memory..."

"Oh, so you have such a good memory that you could recognize Su Pu at a glance, but you think Su Pu didn't leave a deep impression on you during your three years of high school?"

Cong Shu silently gasped.

Li Jichuan was indeed a man who could dominate the business world; his words were like digging a hole in the ground, and I was no match for him at all.

Cong Shu's psychological defenses are being broken down little by little.

"Have we met in high school?" Li Jichuan asked.

Cong Shu had expected Li Jichuan to dig deep into Su Pu's matter, but to his surprise, Li Jichuan suddenly changed the subject, leaving Cong Shu momentarily stunned.

"Yes, I've seen him." He nodded.

Where are they all?

"Sometimes we'll bump into each other on the playground, sometimes in the teaching building, and sometimes when I see you speaking on the podium, I'm a flag bearer, standing close to you."

Li Jichuan raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"

"Hmm, that's all..."

Some facts have already come to light.

But Li Jichuan continued to ask.

"Just tell me what Su Pu was like when he was in high school, whatever you remember."

Cong Shu sighed, his mind a jumble, and answered evasively.

"He's pretty inconspicuous. Oh right, he always sneaks out during lunch break and then returns to the classroom just as the afternoon bell rings. I don't know what he's doing..."

Li Jichuan pressed further, "I don't know where he went?"

“Well, um,” Cong Shu shrugged. “Maybe he offended someone and was afraid of being found during his lunch break, so he ran away to avoid it.”

"Do you have a graduation photo? I'd like to see what Su Pu looked like in high school."

“Graduation photos, yes, they should have been uploaded to the class group…” Cong Shu took out his phone, then froze for a moment.

"However, he probably won't be here on the day of the graduation photo shoot."

Fearing that Li Jichuan would continue to ask questions, Cong Shu took the initiative to explain, "However, we should have taken a group photo at the first-year sports meet. I'll find it for you..."

A few minutes later, Cong Shu handed over his phone, which showed a magnified image of Su Pu's face.

Despite being quite small, she was squeezed to the very edge.

Li Jichuan stared at the photo, using his thumb to cover half of Su Pu's face—

The vague outlines in my memory became concrete again.

The photo was taken after the sports meet; both of Su Pu's knees were bandaged.

When Li Jichuan arrived at the infirmary that day, he only heard that the young wounded soldier who had been brought in had been given a simple bandage and then left.

Upon closer inspection, the two bandages were indeed wrapped very carelessly.

So all those shadows were him.

Li Jichuan clenched his fist silently.

So, all of this was you...