Chapter 133 Ji Peiheng is in trouble?
This feeling of being everywhere made Shi Yang's hair stand on end.
"Don't tell me you're waiting for me?" Shi Yang pursed her lips, her face expressionless.
Liang Jin smiled and said, "I've said it before, it's fate that brought us together."
Shi Yangyu said gently, "It might not be fate; it could also be harassment."
Liang Jin's smile remained unchanged, as if he couldn't detect the displeasure in her words.
"I heard that Ji Peiheng is away on a business trip."
His abrupt change of topic left Shi Yang unmoved: "What are you trying to say?"
Liang Jin slowly walked towards her: "It's time to come back."
A sharp glint flashed in Shi Yang's eyes. Ji Peiheng had indeed returned today, and according to the schedule, he would be home tonight.
Liang Jin stopped very close to her and reached out a hand as if to touch her face.
Shi Yang dodged away in disgust.
Liang Jin wasn't annoyed; his tone was like a lover's whisper: "Do you think he'll be able to come back safely today?"
Shi Yang looked up, her gaze fixed on him.
Liang Jin continued talking to himself, "Unexpected things can happen. What if something happens to President Ji? Remember to come find me. After all, I still care about you..."
Snap!
Before he could finish speaking, Liang Jin covered his face.
A cold glint appeared in Shi Yang's eyes: "You have offended me."
After saying that, she got into the car, and the car passed by Liang Jin, who was covering his face.
Liang Jin watched her walk away, pressed his tongue against his cheek, and gave a sinister smile.
...
Shi Yang was not as calm as she appeared. Liang Jin's words seemed to have planted a bomb deep in her heart, which was still churning even before it started.
That unbearable feeling of my heart pounding came back.
She slammed on the brakes, pulled over to the side of the road, and dialed a number.
Ji Peiheng answered quickly: "What's wrong?"
"You're coming back tonight, right?"
"Yes, I'll be home by nine o'clock tonight."
Ji Peiheng chuckled: "Didn't I already ask this morning?"
Shi Yang realized she had been incredibly foolish to be so easily frightened by a stranger's words: "I just miss you so much. I'll wait for you at home. Come back soon."
Listening to the busy signal on the other end, Shi Yang looked at the increasingly lower clouds outside.
It's going to rain again...
...
Shi Yang was awakened by a clap of thunder.
She sat up in bed, her chest heaving, her hands gripping the edge of the blanket tightly, still shaken.
Aunt Cui came over when she heard the noise: "Madam, it's nothing, just a clap of thunder. I'm right outside, don't worry."
Hearing a human voice, Shi Yang seemed to snap out of her daze, her voice hoarse: "What time is it?"
It's 8:30.
Shi Yang picked up the clock on the bedside table and glanced at it; he would be back in half an hour.
"Aunt Cui, I want to drink some water."
"I'll go pour it for you."
Shi Yang opened the chat window and sent him a message: 【Where are you? Are you coming back soon?】
Aunt Cui brought up a pot of hot water: "Madam, I'll go prepare dinner now, so the master can come back in time."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
The hot water flowed down her throat, relieving her dryness and hoarseness. She stood in front of the French windows, her fingertips tracing the warm rim of the water glass, watching the world outside in a downpour. The rapid cascading water vapor seemed to fall into her heart.
Cold and chilly.
The occasional flashes of lightning in the sky cast her slender figure onto the windowpane, lonely and ghostly.
Another clap of thunder seemed to wake Shi Yang. She turned to the bedside and picked up her phone. Just twenty minutes had passed, and the chat window was silent.
She comforted herself, thinking that Ji Peiheng might have fallen asleep on the way and hadn't seen her.
Ten more minutes, just ten more minutes, and he'll be back.
In those short ten minutes, she felt as if every second had been an eternity.
She picked up her tablet, hoping to distract herself by drawing, but found it didn't work at all.
I watched helplessly as the number on my phone reached nine o'clock, but downstairs remained quiet.
It's okay, just wait a little longer, they'll be back soon.
Ten minutes later, Shi Yang couldn't wait any longer, so she dialed Ji Peiheng's cell phone.
I dialed several times in a row, and the cold, mechanical female voice kept repeating that the phone's owner was out of service.
Shi Yang clenched his knuckles involuntarily. Was it because of the heavy rain that the signal was bad?
...
Under the same sky, the same lightning and thunder, and the same torrential rain.
Inside the temple, an old woman was chanting scriptures.
Suddenly, a crisp snapping sound rang out, and the smooth, round prayer beads scattered all over the ground.
The old lady uttered "Amitabha" and ignored the scattered and lost prayer beads.
Instead, he opened his eyes and said to the Buddha statue placed in the center of the temple, "What a pity."
...
"Madam, Madam, something terrible has happened!"
From downstairs came Aunt Cui's hoarse voice as she stumbled up the stairs: "Madam, hurry down to the TV, it's on the news...it's on the news, the master..."
For a moment, Shi Yang felt her blood run cold. She scrambled downstairs and listened to the voice on the TV.
"Just now, a massive explosion occurred on the Beijing-Liuzhou Expressway. A tanker truck collided with a Rolls-Royce, causing the explosion. The passengers in the vehicles died at the scene..."
With a loud "boom".
Shi Yang lost all her strength and fell to the ground, the thunder in her heart finally exploding.
Aunt Cui was so frightened that she rushed to help her up: "Madam, Madam, what's wrong? Don't scare me..."
A sudden, intense ringing in her ears followed, and then she seemed to fall into a vacuum. She stared blankly at Aunt Cui, who was frantically trying to say something.
She seemed to hear nothing; her world was filled with words like "car accident" and "explosion."
No! No! It can't be such a coincidence!
There must be a mistake!
A glimmer of hope rose in her heart, and she tried to get closer, but her whole body felt numb, and her limbs were completely unresponsive.
Her fingers gripped the edge of the sofa, and she dragged her body forcefully. Just as she rose a little, she lost her strength and slammed hard against the hard sofa armrest.
She seemed completely oblivious to the pain, stubbornly staring at the television screen.
Beneath the towering flames, she could vaguely make out the wreckage of the Rolls-Royce.
The same Rolls-Royce, a couple's model; hers is still in the garage.
Her mind was completely blank; she couldn't think of anything, and she couldn't remember anything.
My vision was enveloped in darkness, and I lost all sensation.
...
"Madam, Madam..."
Shi Yang was awakened by a burst of crying.
She opened her eyes and saw Aunt Cui's crying face.
She asked blankly, "Aunt Cui, why are you crying? What time is it? Why hasn't Ji Peiheng come back yet?"
Aunt Cui froze, looking at her with an expression as if she had seen a ghost.
Shi Yang sat up: "Aunt Cui, say something."
Aunt Cui cried even louder: "Madam, don't scare me! The master has already had an accident, you can't have an accident too..."
My mind went blank.
As the memories from before he fell into a coma came flooding back, Shi Yang's face instantly turned as white as paper.
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