0146 155 Long time no see
The hospital floor was so shiny it reflected light. The elevator doors opened, and a large group of Chinese people walked out, their footsteps echoing in the fifth-floor corridor.
A moment later, the door to Zhou Xiye's ward was pushed open, and only one person walked in.
Zhou Xiye was already awake, but upon hearing familiar footsteps, she immediately closed her eyes again, an instinctive action she didn't even have time to think about. She heard Ling Xingzhi close the door, but then there was complete silence—typical of Ling Xingzhi. Zhou Xiye forced a smile, but exhaustion washed over her. She had undergone surgery last night and had only been awake for a short while; now she was still utterly drained.
A moment later, Ling Xingzhi's footsteps sounded again. Zhou Xiye was not so clear-headed this time. She could hear the footsteps, but she couldn't open her eyes or move her hands. The next second, however, she felt pain on her face.
Ling Xingzhi bent his index and middle fingers, pinched Zhou Xiye's cheek, and twisted it hard.
Zhou Xiye slightly opened her eyes, looking at him with dissatisfaction. Ling Xingzhi's blurry outline appeared before her eyes, and her eyes could not focus at this moment.
Seeing her like this, Ling Xingzhi suddenly smiled. Zhou Xiye had no strength to refute, let alone push him away. She didn't even have the strength to roll her eyes. Helpless, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again after a few seconds.
Zhou Xiye's breathing was steady, and her sleeping posture was docile, showing no signs of being a savage and domineering woman. Ling Xingzhi slowly released his hand, pinched Zhou Xiye's chin with his fingers, played with her face, looked her over from side to side, then sighed, bent down to pull her blanket up a bit, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked up at the drip rate of the liquid in the IV bottle.
Zhou Xiye, who had fallen into a deep, dark, surging sea once more, felt herself being submerged again, her body rising and falling with the waves. She pulled out the lifeless corpse behind her, its body bound with stones, and it disappeared into the sea.
If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way. The two of them fight, fall into the sea together, and disappear forever.
But things didn't go as Zhou Xiye expected. She was shot; the bullet pierced her shoulder, and blood seeped out. The salty seawater stung every inch of her skin, causing excruciating pain. She surfaced, her body rising and falling with the sea. The seawater was icy cold, and she had to return to shore.
Unexpectedly, she ran out of energy and started to cramp her legs halfway through the swim due to the cold. She could no longer swim, and seawater kept splashing into her nostrils. Her mouth was very salty, and she had difficulty breathing. She slowly sank to the bottom of the sea. It was dark at night, and there was no light on the seabed or in the sky. She couldn't tell the boundary between the sea and the sky at all.
In the final moments of her struggle, Zhou Xiye still thought that she couldn't die; she had to live.
Whether she could escape this desperate situation, Zhou Xiye didn't know; at that moment, she didn't know. With her last shred of reason, she could only hope that someone would find her. The police car had GPS tracking; they would definitely find her where she had fallen, Zhou Xiye comforted herself with this thought.
Every second of her agony stretched out, and in the long wait, death swam toward her. She couldn't make out the form of the black Grim Reaper; a storm swept past, and her sanity gradually faded away.
To live a good life, you always need some luck.
She had done everything she could and made all the necessary preparations. But no one had anticipated that she would be shot, nor that her physical condition would fail her and she wouldn't be able to swim back to shore. "Do your best and leave the rest to fate," Zhou Xiye didn't believe in this saying, but how easy is it to escape from a desperate situation?
Zhou Xiye herself was also wondering, this news hadn't even been made public yet, so why... had three people died because of it? Perhaps there were more than three people, many more whom Zhou Xiye couldn't see, who had died because of it. Her body became heavy, and a feeling of suffocation followed. She felt as if she were trapped in a bottle without oxygen, unable to breathe, unable to scream, feeling a dull ache, as if something was pressing hard against her chest.
To live, you always need some luck...
Zhou Xiye vaguely heard a sharp sound. She felt pain and tried to break free. But someone held her down, speaking in a language she couldn't understand.
But she knew she shouldn't die here.
When Zhou Xiye woke up again, he heard the sound of typing on a keyboard and turned his head slightly. Under the warm orange light, a cup of hot tea was steaming, a laptop was on, and the man behind the computer was staring intently at the screen, wearing a pair of non-prescription glasses.
The sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard reached Zhou Xiye's mouth, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Ling Xingzhi glanced around casually and saw Zhou Xiye; she was awake. Ling Xingzhi stood up, picked up a teacup, walked to Zhou Xiye's side, dipped a cotton swab in tea, and applied it to Zhou Xiye's lips. Seeing that her lips weren't so dry, Ling Xingzhi stood up, poured a cup of hot water, and sat down beside Zhou Xiye's bed.
"It's a bit hot, shall we drink it later?"
Zhou Xiye nodded.
Seeing her submissive and obedient appearance, Ling Xingzhi couldn't help but laugh. Zhou Xiye was weak, but she hadn't become stupid. After understanding his meaning, she turned her head away. Ling Xingzhi put the water glass on the cabinet, his laughter a little loud, "Sorry, this is the first time I've seen you like this. I... I'm a little gloating."
Zhou Xiye turned to look at him, and Ling Xingzhi cleared his throat. "Usually you're the one watching me lie in bed, but now you're the one lying in bed. With the roles reversed, I really feel that you used to have a good time. You didn't laugh out loud in front of my bedside. I really want to thank you."
Zhou Xiye rolled his eyes.
Ling Xingzhi's smile faded slightly. He turned to look at Zhou Xiye, his expression turning serious. "Is that news really that important? Is it worth risking your life for it?" Ling Xingzhi bent down, bringing his face close to Zhou Xiye's, and whispered, "The old man originally sent me to ask you for information, and I didn't have any particular intentions. But seeing you like this, I'm genuinely curious. Just how important is this information?"
The two stared at each other, and Zhou Xiye's pupils reflected Ling Xingzhi's face as he looked at himself in her eyes.
Zhou Xiye suddenly smiled.
Ling Xingzhi straightened up, reached out and pulled a chair in front of Zhou Xiye, then sat down himself.
"The news will always leak out eventually, Zhou Xiye, this isn't like you. You really are... doing this for Ye Rouxin, right? His death makes you feel you have to protect this news, doesn't it?"
Zhou Xiye stared intently at Ling Xingzhi, his eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for Ling Xingzhi to continue.
Ling Xingzhi did not disappoint Zhou Xiye. He said to himself, "I have to say, the carefree life of the past few months made me lower my guard. Whenever I think about them targeting you, I realize that your existence not only helped me block many people, but also helped me remove many obstacles. But I think it was because of my own slackness that you discovered my weakness."
“Yes, I can be very emotional sometimes,” Ling Xingzhi paused, then sighed softly. “Wei Luochen has passed away… I don’t know if you know about her passing, but I…” Ling Xingzhi looked up at Zhou Xiye, “But I’m not in a good mood. When you were on the phone scolding me for asking for information from the embassy, I was on my way to meet Wei Luochen’s parents.”
Ling Xingzhi smiled and said, "You've got some good methods; you know how to manipulate human nature now?"
Zhou Xiye nodded slightly.
Ling Xingzhi turned around, picked up the water glass on the table, blew on it, and said, "You took the information, but luckily you were careful and let someone else take it, otherwise you would be the one chasing after them now. After getting the information from the embassy, you contacted the mercenary, staged a scene with him, and let him go far away. And you, on the contrary, got commendation for chasing the fugitive, right?"
Zhou Xiye couldn't speak, and it wasn't very interesting for Ling Xingzhi to put on a one-man show. He took out a straw, put it in the cup, and said, "Open your mouth and drink water."
She finished drinking the water, and Ling Xingzhi put down the glass. Looking at Zhou Xiye's half-dead state, he felt a surge of anger. While she was unconscious, Ling Xingzhi had thought countless times about what to say to Zhou Xiye, "Think you're so tough you'll jump into the sea, huh?!"
Or, "Zhou Xiye, if you want to die, just tell me! Isn't dying by my hand better than dying by someone else's?!"
But when Zhou Xiye actually woke up, he couldn't utter a single curse.
However, he still harbored the idea of punishing Zhou Xiye.
The gaze fixed on Zhou Xiye's face gradually became clouded. Zhou Xiye seemed a little angry, and she turned her head away, trying to turn over. Ling Xingzhi chuckled, stood up, and pulled back Zhou Xiye's blanket. A slightly chilly air wafted in, and Zhou Xiye frowned, wanting to kick Ling Xingzhi.
But he sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over Zhou Xiye. With nimble fingers, under Zhou Xiye's gaze, Ling Xingzhi unbuttoned Zhou Xiye's clothes.
Zhou Xiye stared at him.
Ling Xingzhi chuckled lightly, "You think I'm shameless?" The white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing Zhou Xiye's pickled vegetable-colored vest. His hands didn't stop moving, his fingers slipped into the gap of the vest and lightly touched Zhou Xiye's skin.
Zhou Xiye shook her head; she didn't want to do it.
Ling Xingzhi wasn't doing this just for the sake of doing it. "I really hate how reckless you are," he said, as his fingers stroked his abdomen, cupping the curves. The touch was soft and comfortable, and Ling Xingzhi got an erection almost the instant he touched her breasts.
But he didn't rush to move; he cupped her breasts with both hands and gently kneaded them.
"Is it comfortable?" he asked with a smile.
Zhou Xiye's forehead was covered in sweat.
Seeing her slightly aroused expression, Ling Xingzhi chuckled softly, lowered his head, buried his face in her abdomen, and breathed heavily on Zhou Xiye's skin, making her feel warm but also itchy.
Smelling the faint medicinal scent emanating from Zhou Xiye's body, Ling Xingzhi took a breath, tilted his head, and placed a kiss on Zhou Xiye's body.
Zhou Xiye's body trembled slightly.
Ling Xingzhi's breathing became more rapid and his hot breath hit Zhou Xiye's skin, causing her toes to clench together.
"Shall we continue?"
Zhou Xiye neither nodded nor shook his head.
Ling Xingzhi kissed her again, releasing his hand from her breast and stroking down her body, kissing her as he did so. He kissed his way down to the edge of her panties, then buried his head in her crotch, cupped her buttocks in his hands, and bit her hard.
"……Um!"
Zhou Xiye felt pain.
Ling Xingzhi was still laughing. Taking advantage of Zhou Xiye's pain, he forcefully pulled down Zhou Xiye's pants.
Her vagina was leaking fluid.
Ling Xingzhi stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly.
"...Hmm, it's been a long time."
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