If my senior also becomes a cold, lifeless corpse...
For no apparent reason, Xie Linlin's heart suddenly clenched.
"If you're really worried... here, this is their current address. You can call the police."
As Bubble spoke, a pop-up window suddenly appeared on the computer screen, displaying an address and the location of the other party's IP address.
"By the way... use this to call. This is a special phone with a virtual number that won't reveal your location. I don't want law enforcement coming to my door asking how I knew there was an assassin tonight... I can't answer that kind of question."
Bubble took a smartphone out of the drawer and casually tossed it to Xie Linlin.
"If there were law enforcement officers... that would be great."
Xie Linlin quickly took the phone; she was so excited that she almost dropped it.
Immediately, the look in her eyes as she looked at Bubble softened considerably.
Who would have thought that this seemingly cold-blooded person could be so warm-hearted?
She thought Bubble was going to continue her previous work... but it turns out she was helping them find their location?
"Thanks."
After hesitating for a moment, Xie Linlin let out a long breath and said seriously.
"It was nothing, really. Strictly speaking, the help you provided was far greater than that. I should be the one thanking you."
Bubble continued typing away on the keyboard without looking back, this time genuinely focused on finding a job for Su Miaorou, her mind completely absorbed in the task.
Seeing this, Xie Linlin sensibly stopped bothering her, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
There are many opportunities to express gratitude, but Xie Linlin will remember today's help.
Immediately, she took her phone and went outside to make a call.
...
A dimly lit alley not far from the quiet bar.
"I mean... how are you going to show him this? And what are we doing hiding here?"
Xia Che glanced at Qing Ning on the left, then at Baron, who was squatting on the right with a defiant expression, and was speechless.
They were drinking happily when they suddenly had to start a fight, and then inexplicably made a bet.
How exactly should we gamble?
At first, Xia Che thought Qing Ning just wanted an excuse to beat up Baron again, after all, the other party's chatter was indeed quite annoying, and he couldn't understand why someone with the face of a noble young master could be so talkative.
But Qingning mysteriously said that she wasn't lying to him, and that she didn't mean to beat him up, but that other trouble had come knocking.
Upon hearing this, Xia Che immediately had no objections. He would go wherever Qing Ning told him to go, and the group then went to a small alley next to the quiet bar, where they have been squatting ever since.
"Didn't you say someone was going to cause me trouble? If we just sit here... what if that person gets away?"
Seeing Qing Ning peeking around looking for something, Xia Che thought she hadn't heard him, so he moved closer to her.
For a moment, the only scent in my nostrils was the fragrance of lime.
It smells good.
This was the first thought in Xia Che's mind.
There's also a refreshing, lemon-like quality to it.
No wonder it's called lime...
Xia Che's expression was somewhat strange.
Could this be the origin of the name "Qing Ning" (青柠)?
"Don't worry, that group of people are after you. They've been following us since we walked in. Look at the way they walk, they're all striding and swaying... all big, powerful strides, and their bodies are all bulging muscles. They're obviously trained fighters. If these muscular guys have their eyes on you, they're either here to cause trouble or to start a relationship. Which possibility do you prefer?"
Qing Ning glanced at him sideways, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
She seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
At least, he's not wearing that sour face anymore.
Her smile gave Xia Che the feeling of opening a bottle of ice-cold orange soda on a hot summer day, but her presence here made Xia Che quite unhappy.
"I still hope they're here to kill me, even though either of those possibilities would kill me."
Xia Che muttered something and turned his head away, but his eyes caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye.
He suddenly realized that this moment might be very precious.
People cannot realize the value of a particular moment until it becomes a complete memory.
At that moment, Xia Che realized something.
"Is that promise important to you?"
Xia Che followed Qing Ning's gaze and saw the wide street stretching out before him. The street was quiet, with occasional cool breezes blowing from the end, but Xia Che's mood was far from calm.
He suddenly wanted to recall what kind of agreement the original owner of this body had made with Qing Ning.
However, that memory was completely blank. Xia Che racked his brains but still couldn't recall anything.
"People must live for something, and that thing can be anyone or anything, it's uncertain. But the reason I've been able to persevere until now, and still decide to live well after all that, is largely due to this commitment. What do you think?"
Qing Ning did not answer Xia Che's question directly, but Xia Che understood the deep emotions hidden beneath her indifferent words.
Baron seemed to have heard something extraordinary. He looked left and right, his gaze sweeping over the two of them. He wanted to express his opinion, but reason and the lingering pain in his body told him that he absolutely could not make a sound now.
"Am I being unreasonable? I can't even remember such an important promise."
Xia Che tried for a long time but got nothing, and sighed dejectedly.
Do you value this a lot?
Qing Ning suddenly asked a question, her eyes flashing with a light that Xia Che couldn't understand.
"Hmm, I think I should remember, whether it's for my sake... or for yours."
Xia Che nodded in agreement, looking miserable like a loser: "But I just can't remember... I've thought about it until my head hurts and I still can't remember."
What exactly is the nature of this memory?
Xia Che had recalled it many times, but he couldn't remember not only the promise he made to Qing Ning, but he also had no recollection of what had actually happened at that time.
Could there be something wrong with my memory?
Xia Che was somewhat suspicious.
"It's okay. The fact that you can try to recall your promise proves that you are willing to remember it. In that case, it's not excessive. On the contrary, if you don't care about it at all, that would be really excessive, far too much."
Qing Ning was very satisfied with Xia Che's answer, and her mood seemed to improve a bit. The coldness on her face was no longer visible.
The evening breeze ruffled her hair, carrying a refreshing lemon scent.
"That's good……"
Xia Che touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
Before he suddenly realized how precious this moment was, he hadn't really thought much about it...
Thankfully, I wasn't exposed...
Xia Che patted his chest, somewhat relieved.
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