Chapter 146 Life and Death Moment I
"I really want to remember you, but every day when I wake up, my impression of you fades a little more. How can I get closer to you?"
—Luo Tingwei
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In the early morning, the fog in the city gradually dissipated.
The woman opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then got up and got out of bed.
She walked barefoot to the window, drew back the curtains, and was immediately greeted by a magical blue sky, which was incredibly stunning.
She was stunned. This was...
People on the street looked up to see this amazing sight.
Experienced elderly people know that this is a polar night phenomenon that occurs only once every fifty years.
Fifty years is a cycle, a time of renewal, when all previous order comes to an end.
After today, everything begins anew.
Luo Tingwei remained silent, her gaze drifting downwards. She caught sight of the bodyguards standing guard downstairs, and her eyes darkened slightly.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, a maid served her breakfast.
Luo Tingwei frowned, but had no appetite.
Do you have any wine?
She asked out of the blue.
The servants knew she was Mansour's honored guest, and that Mansour had instructed them to provide her with the best food and drink for the next two days, so they dared not neglect her.
"Yes, what would you like to drink?"
Luo Tingwei enunciated the words steadily, "A Long Island Iced Tea, please."
The wine was ready and was served quickly.
She took the wine, glanced at the maids who were half-monitoring and half-serving her, and gave the order in a cold voice.
"Everyone, please leave. I want to be alone for a while."
The servants hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and finally responded before leaving.
Luo Tingwei picked up the wine, her gaze lingering on the brown liquid inside, and took a small sip.
It has a sweet and sour taste, a bitter taste, and a strong flavor.
"It's been five years."
"Are you, somewhere on Earth, thinking of me...?"
"But I don't even know your name."
...
Every day when she wakes up, her mind is constantly being updated, with new things being added and old things being lost.
Tsk, Mansour...
A memory of this man began to surface in her mind.
A slight smile played on her lips.
Huh, what is that?
At that moment, the restaurant door opened, and Mansour entered.
Good morning, little niece.
Mansour greeted her, "How did you sleep last night?"
"Good morning, Uncle Man."
Compared to yesterday, there was something more unfathomable in her eyes today.
I don't know if that "good morning" was sincere or not.
Mansour stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder. "Everything will be alright after tonight. Don't be afraid."
"Helping your uncle is also helping yourself."
Luo Tingwei swirled the wine in her glass, remained silent, and simply drank the rest of the liquid in one gulp.
It's just luring the snake out of its hole; it's not difficult at all.
The man's face was already blurry in her mind, only a vague outline remained, along with his name, Li Yanzhou.
She doesn't like being bothered, and she's even less willing to be captured and imprisoned time and time again. She has someone she likes.
She still wants to go find him.
Perhaps Mansur is right; only the man named Li Yanzhou would let him go.
Only the dead can be truly silent.
She and Mansour were simply using each other.
...
Black City.
The man hadn't slept all night, and new stubble had sprouted on his chin.
He lay slumped over the table, his eyes bloodshot.
Clang! A wine bottle fell over.
The man stood up and walked unsteadily to the French windows.
Pulling back the curtains, a magical blue expanse comes into view.
This is……
The man paused, momentarily stunned.
Polar night?
"It's polar night."
Mo Sen appeared behind the door at some unknown time and spoke calmly.
"It's a polar night that happens once every fifty years."
Mosen paused, as if he had thought of something, and unconsciously murmured, "Fifty years..."
Why does this number feel so familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before?
Li Yanzhou turned to look at him and suddenly smiled, "You've really had a tough time these past few years."
Mo Sen was startled and stared at him intently. "President Li, why are you saying this?"
Li Yanzhou turned his head back, his gaze fixed once more on the night sky outside the window, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
"I'm afraid my chances of survival are slim tonight."
"President Li!"
Mo Sen's expression changed drastically. "Don't talk nonsense."
“How could Mansur let me come back alive? He wants my life.”
Mo Sen bent his knees and knelt down. "President Li, I have been by your side all these years and have never asked you for anything. This time, I beg you, don't take the risk. I will go and bring Madam back. You stay here."
"Promise me, Mr. Li... don't go."
Li Yanzhou's eyes were filled with a dark expression. He squatted down, intending to help him up.
"Don't talk nonsense. My woman, of course I'll go and rescue her. You stay here and behave yourself."
"President Li..."
A tear rolled down Mosen's cheek, his voice trembling. He refused to get up, pleading, "You'll die, please don't go, I beg you..."
Seeing his persistence, Li Yanzhou stopped trying to pull him away and hugged him the next second.
"Good brother..."
"Mosen, this time I want to say a few words to you as your elder brother."
Mo Sen leaned on his shoulder, biting his lip tightly, "You tell me."
"If I'm gone, your sister-in-law will be all alone, with no one to rely on, and in a difficult situation. Please, please take good care of her for me, okay?"
"President Li... please stop talking, I beg you." Mo Sen's tears flowed again, and his whole body trembled violently.
Promise me.
The man's words, however, were deliberate and forceful, each syllable distinct.
Mosen buried his head in his shoulder, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words from his Adam's apple.
"Okay, I promise you."
...
It was exactly eight o'clock in the evening.
"Here, put this on for self-defense."
Mansour carefully handed her a heavy piece of clothing.
"What's this?"
"Bulletproof vest".
The moment Luo Tingwei took the clothes, her hand paused. She glanced at the extremely unnatural outline on the clothes and looked up at him thoughtfully.
"It's so heavy, can I not wear it?" she asked with a smile.
"Put it on, little niece, this is for your own good."
Mansour refused, looking quite serious, and advised her, "Who knows what might happen later? You'd better stay dressed."
Luo Tingwei glanced at the heavily armed bodyguards surrounding her, and alarm bells rang in her mind.
What does he want to do?
Bang bang bang.
A bold idea popped into her head, and her heart started pounding.
She took a deep breath, a bitter feeling welling up inside her.
The next second, she suddenly looked at the man in front of her, her words deliberately lighthearted, "Uncle, can I hug you?"
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