Chapter 61 Chapter 61 “…What on earth am I doing?”…
In the early morning of W City, the cold air penetrates the bones.
Yu Sixie almost turned the entire city upside down, but still could not find any trace of Xi Tong.
Anxiety, fear, and a deep sense of powerlessness wrapped around him like vines, tightening more and more, almost suffocating him.
His steps were heavy and numb, and before he knew it, Yu Sixie had walked to a place that was once extremely familiar to him - the small park by the river near Xitong's home.
This was the place where they often had secret dates when they were in love. Many times, he would send her home, and the two of them would hug and kiss each other by the river with swaying tree shadows, listening to the gurgling river.
Today, the river still flows quietly, reflecting the scattered lights on the opposite bank and the pale sky, so quiet that it is unsettling.
The man leaned against the cold railing of the riverbank and closed his eyes tiredly.
Those sweet yet sharp memories that were deliberately suppressed were like a flood that broke free from the floodgates, violently impacting the nerves that had already been overwhelmed.
The clearest memory was the night they first truly had each other.
Green, flustered, yet filled with immense piety and excitement.
They went to the corner convenience store and, like thieves, searched the shelves for the tiny box.
After checking out, I was crossing the road when the light turned red.
The two of them stopped in the middle of the zebra crossing, surrounded by flowing car lights, like a frozen stage with bizarre lights.
Xi Tong suddenly hugged Yu Sixie's arm tightly, buried her face in his shoulder, and whispered in a dreamy tone:
"Yu Sixie, it would be great if you could suddenly die now."
He was startled at the time and suddenly tightened his arms: "What nonsense!"
Xitong raised her head, her eyes surprisingly bright, filled with almost overflowing happiness and a kind of almost tragic purity: "Really... It would be wonderful to stop at the happiest moment. I will always be yours, and you will always be mine. There will be no more quarrels, separations, or changes of heart in the future..."
At that time, he just regarded her as the silly words of a little girl immersed in extreme happiness. He kissed her hard to block out those unlucky words, but what he was thinking in his heart was to give her a long and unchanging future.
But now...
"If only I could die suddenly now..."
Those words, like the most vicious prophecy, echoed endlessly in Yu Sixie's ears, piercing his heart with a cold chill.
Did something really happen to her?
Is it somewhere he can’t find it…?
The huge fear was like a huge cold hand, grabbing his throat and making it almost impossible for him to breathe!
Yu Sixie suddenly opened his eyes, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. A sense of overwhelming panic made him shiver all over and he could hardly stand.
He turned around in a daze, almost instinctively trying to find something to numb his nerves.
He stumbled into the 24-hour convenience store on the corner—
The bright white light hurt Yu Sixie's eyes.
He mechanically walked to the cooler, took out a few cans of the strongest beer, and put them on the cashier.
As the young cashier scanned the code, he subconsciously muttered, "Wow, what's wrong with me tonight? I keep running into people who come here to get drunk..."
This sentence was like a subtle electric current, instantly hitting Yu Sixie's almost numb nerves!
He suddenly raised his head, staring at the cashier with bloodshot eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who else? Who else was here just now?!"
The cashier was startled by him. Seeing his horrified expression, she stammered, "It was...about an hour or two ago. A pretty woman also bought some wine... She looked strange and absent-minded. She paid with cash, which is rare these days..."
Every word was like a hammer, hitting Yu Sixie's heart hard!
Beautiful woman! Lost in spirit! Cash payment!
It's Xitong! It has to be her! She doesn't have a phone, so she has to pay with cash!
"Which direction did she go?!"
Yu Sixie asked anxiously, his tone almost fierce.
The cashier was frightened by him and shrank back, timidly pointing in a direction: "Just...just over there...there seems to be that high-end hotel over there..."
boom--!
All the clues are connected instantly!
She didn't go anywhere! She went back to the hotel! Back to Wen Yanming!
It's not because of trust, it's not because of dependence, it's because there's nowhere else to go! There's no other choice!
The huge heartache, fear, and rage of finally getting a clue, boiled and rolled in my chest like magma!
Yu Sixie grabbed the bag of beer, turned around and rushed out of the convenience store like a cheetah!
Outside the door, the sky had turned completely white, and the morning light was just beginning to illuminate the cold outline of the city.
…
The huge container truck, with a deathly roar and airflow, rushed straight towards Wen Yanming, who seemed to have lost his soul, like an out-of-control steel behemoth.
Time is compressed to the extreme, yet seems to be infinitely stretched.
All that was left in Wen Yanming's pupils was the cold front of the car that was getting closer and bigger, and the bright light that was so dazzling that it could burn his eyes.
The sounds of the world disappeared, leaving only the buzzing of blood rushing to the head and the pounding of the heart as if it was about to burst.
He could even feel the heat waves and the smell of burning rubber generated by the tires rubbing against the ground.
At this critical moment——
A petite but extremely determined figure suddenly rushed out from the darkness! Using all her strength, she slammed into him!
"Well--"
It’s Su Luyao!
She had been following him secretly!
Since leaving the hotel, Su Luyao has been watching Wen Yanming running around the street like a madman.
Her heart felt like it was being clenched, and she was so scared that she could hardly breathe, but she mustered up the greatest courage in her life and followed him.
Although she said she wanted to let it go and not dwell on it anymore, the emotion that took almost thirty years to awaken made her unable to stop.
So, when Wen Yanming rushed towards the road in a daze, Su Luyao's mind went blank and the only thing left was the instinct to pounce on him!
The huge impact force caused the two to lose their balance instantly and fall heavily onto the cold zebra crossing!
Wen Yanming was knocked backwards, and Su Luyao hugged him tightly, using her body as a cushion.
“Squeak—!!!”
The truck braked with an even sharper sound, and stopped suddenly, almost brushing against the corners of the two men's clothes!
The strong wind blew their hair into disarray, and the huge wheels were only a few dozen centimeters away from Wen Yanming's legs.
The driver, still terrified, leaned his head out of the car window and yelled, "Fuck! Are you trying to kill yourself?! If you want to die, don't drag me!"
But neither of the two people collapsed on the zebra crossing could hear the curse.
Wen Yanming was hit so hard that he saw stars and felt a sharp pain in his ribs.
He subconsciously tightened his arms, and in his arms was a warm, also violently trembling body, and a faint, clean scent of soapberry, completely different from the expensive perfumes he was familiar with.
The man looked down blankly and saw Su Luyao's face, which was as pale as paper and covered with tear marks.
Her brows were furrowed in pain, her lower lip was bitten white, and the look she gave him was filled with lingering fear and an inextricable sadness.
She seemed to want to say something, her lips trembling, but she couldn't make a complete sound. Only big tears fell silently.
At this moment, the sky became completely bright.
The golden morning sun broke free from the constraints of the horizon and poured down without reservation, illuminating this thrilling scene, illuminating the two people hugging each other and falling to the ground on the zebra crossing, and dispelling the last trace of haze left in the night.
Warm light fell on Su Luyao's face, and her tears reflected tiny rays of light.
She seemed to have finally gathered up enough strength, her voice was so soft that it was almost blown away by the wind, but it was choked with a dull sob.
"...Wen Yanming...don't be like this..."
Another string of tears rolled down her face. She took a deep breath and tried to finish her words, but her words came out incoherently: "...It's not worth it...Really...You are obviously...you are such a good person...like the sun...It shouldn't be like this..."
She couldn't continue speaking, but just shook her head vigorously, tears falling even harder, her fingers unconsciously clutching the man's clothes on his chest, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the broken man in front of her would disappear.
The long-buried, clumsy yet extremely sincere emotion was fully exposed at this moment.
Her tears, her incoherent yet heart-wrenching words, were like the softest thorn, precisely puncturing Wen Yanming's crazy and paranoid balloon.
The overwhelming and overly bright sunlight made it impossible to open one's eyes.
Wen Yanming lay in a daze on the cold zebra crossing, with Su Luyao crying uncontrollably for him in his arms.
He knew she liked him, but he never took it to heart and felt it had nothing to do with him.
But at this moment, this cautious feeling that he had never cared about was presented to him without reservation in an almost tragic way when he brushed past death.
The warm sunlight shone on his body, dispelling the chill of the night, but it also made Wen Yanming feel a deeper, belated chill and fear in his heart.
The twisted barrier called "possession" seemed to be loosened a little under the morning light of life and death and the washing of these hot but pure tears.
He looked at the bright but not scorching sun in the sky, then looked down at the person who was crying and curled up in his arms. The madness and redness in his eyes faded away little by little, and were gradually replaced by a blank, huge void and a faint trance.
“…What am I doing?”
A faint but clear voice sounded deep in his chaotic mind.
yes.
What is he doing?
Kidnapping, imprisonment, memory tampering, almost killing himself...
He was like a gambler who had lost everything, betting everything and using the most despicable means to force a relationship that would never belong to him.
Doesn’t he know how much Xi Tong actually loves Yu Sixie?
He understood the weight of this affection better than she did.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning produced by the intense friction of tires on the asphalt road, mixed with the cool and damp smell unique to the city streets in the early morning, and a cold, metallic fishy smell.
Wen Yanming's arm around Su Luyao tightened unconsciously.
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