A seaside villa belonging to the Shen family.
Cindy had already returned by then.
As night fell, the moonlight, like water, spilled onto the glazed tiles of this luxurious seaside villa, shimmering with a silvery glow.
Inside the villa, the soft lighting illuminated everything, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and luxury.
Miss Shen had changed into a light and breathable nightgown.
The nightgown has a light blue base with delicate cherry blossom patterns embroidered on it. It sways gently with her steps, like cherry blossom branches dancing in the spring breeze, which is both fresh and charming.
Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few stray strands gently brushing against her cheeks, adding a touch of unintentional softness to her appearance.
And that shrewdness was impossible to hide.
"You're back?" Shen Wanqing's voice was slightly magnetic. Standing at the top of the stairs, she gently clasped her hands in front of her chest, her gaze sweeping over Cindy and her group who had just stepped through the door, her eyes revealing concern and inquiry.
“You’re back…” Cindy hesitated, then looked up at Miss Shen. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with cunning, now seemed somewhat evasive.
“We didn’t find anything under the bridge.” Cindy’s voice was low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, as if she were deliberately trying to hide something.
Miss Shen frowned slightly, but she didn't press the matter immediately. Instead, she smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, I've already sent the police to search. They have plenty of experience and resources, and they'll definitely find clues faster than we do. Besides, didn't you say your brother is coming too? With him here, what's there to worry about?"
Cindy managed a forced smile, but behind that smile lay deep worry and fear.
She knew that everything she had done tonight was like dancing on a knife's edge; one wrong move and she could be doomed.
The reason she was so nervous was because she harbored a secret—that underpass.
Deep inside Cindy, it felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her tightly, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
"I...I'll go up first, I'm a little tired." Cindy finally found an excuse to escape. She didn't dare to look at Miss Shen's eyes, which seemed to see right through people. She turned around hurriedly and stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor.
Each step felt exceptionally heavy, as if carrying a thousand-pound burden.
Miss Shen watched Cindy's retreating figure, a barely perceptible hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
She knew her best friend well and knew that Cindy wouldn't easily show such a tired and anxious expression unless she really encountered a difficult problem.
It's certainly unusual for someone to just disappear without a trace, and we haven't been able to find them even if we retrace the route we came from.
I initially thought it was under the bridge, but after searching, I couldn't find it. Something's not right.
And this best friend seemed to have something on her mind; I wonder what she was thinking.
At this moment, in a brightly lit hospital in Binhai City, a tense yet orderly atmosphere pervaded every corner.
The lights in the emergency room were particularly glaring, and the medical staff moved about in a hurry, each breath seemingly carrying the weight of life.
Amidst this bustling scene, a woman who was discovered through a bridge hole and rushed to the hospital by a kind-hearted person is undergoing a life-or-death rescue.
The woman, named Lu Xiuxiu, was dressed in tattered clothes, her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in dust and exhaustion. But even so, she could not completely hide the coldness and indifference revealed in her deep eyes.
Her eyes were like a frozen lake in winter, calm and deep, yet they sent a chill down one's spine.
Thanks to the doctors' swift response and superb medical skills, Lu Xiuxiu was quickly pulled back from the brink of death and was sent to a ward for further treatment.
During the surgery, medical staff learned from some of the documents she was carrying that the woman was from Hong Kong.
In those days, Hong Kong people did enjoy certain preferential treatment on the mainland, which was reflected not only in economic benefits, but also in priority in social services such as medical care and education.
Therefore, although Lu Xiuxiu's identity has not yet been fully confirmed, the hospital decided to provide her with emergency treatment first, and the issue of expenses would be resolved after her family arrived.
Inside the ward, Lu Xiuxiu lay quietly on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.
The coldness in her eyes became more and more obvious, like an invisible barrier that isolated her from the outside world.
Deep within her heart, there seems to be a hidden secret, an experience that has made her feel indifferent and alienated from the world.
Recalling that scene under the bridge, Lu Xiuxiu couldn't help but smile with a complicated expression.
That sudden attack, those figures hidden in the darkness—it all seemed like an absurd dream.
However, every detail in the dream was so real that she couldn't erase it from her memory.
At that moment, light footsteps came from outside the ward. Lu Xiuxiu quickly adjusted her emotions and resumed her indifferent and calm expression.
She knew that no matter who it was or what their purpose was, she had to remain vigilant and not put herself in danger again.
As the ward door was gently pushed open, a figure appeared in Lu Xiuxiu's sight.
As the ward door slowly opened, a handsome man in a sharp suit hurriedly walked in.
The person who arrived was Lu Xiuxiu's fiancé, Jike.
Jike's appearance was like a refreshing breeze, instantly dispelling the original dullness and oppression in the ward.
His eyes were filled with anxiety and concern, and every step he took seemed so urgent, as if his heart would feel more uneasy if he delayed seeing Lu Xiuxiu for even a second.
As soon as Jike stepped into the ward, his eyes immediately locked onto Lu Xiuxiu, who was lying on the hospital bed.
At that moment, his heart skipped a beat, and a look of indescribable shock and heartache flashed in his eyes.
The Lu Xiuxiu before him was completely different from the energetic and smiling girl he remembered.
She was pale, and her eyes revealed a hint of vulnerability, but even so, it could not conceal the unique tenacity and indifference in her bones.
"Xiuxiu, what's wrong? Why are you like this?" Jike's voice trembled slightly. He quickly walked to the bedside, reaching out his hands to touch Lu Xiuxiu's face, but he was afraid that his recklessness would disturb her.
His eyes were filled with worry and unease, as if at this moment he would give anything for Lu Xiuxiu's safety and health.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
