The person on the screen seemed surprised as well, and didn't seem to expect Yang Shushu to wake up at this time. However, the surprise was only fleeting. He simply raised his hand and chopped Yang Shushu's neck with a knife, causing her to fall into a coma again.
Mu Shicang, who was watching all this on the other side of the camera but was powerless, almost went crazy. He held the paper cup tightly in his hand and it took a lot of effort not to crush it into pieces. At least he still had a trace of reason telling him that this cup of water could not be moved. If this cup of water was gone, even if Yang Shushu did not die, she might suffer.
"Master Xiao Mu, what are you still hesitating about? Do you really want to let your darling wife have her neck cut off?" On the screen, the man waved the knife in front of the neck of Yang Shushu who fainted again.
Mu Shicang's breathing quickened: "Don't move, I'll drink."
I hope the bodyguard can see the note that has not been burned yet, and hope he can call the police. Even if he doesn’t call the police, he can notify the Mu family.
Mu Shicang stared intently at the person with his head down on the screen. Without any hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank the glass of wine, knowing that it was spiked with something, possibly even poison.
"Hahahahahahahaha... Mu Shicang, you finally fell into my hands, hahahaha, I will make you wish you were dead, ruined and disgraced, hahahahahaha..."
The metallic sound on the phone came from near and then went far away, as if it was blown away by a gust of wind. Mu Shicang felt his vision gradually blurring and his mind seemed to slowly begin to disperse, but his eyes never left the screen of his phone. When he saw the man take the knife away from Yang Shushu's neck, he even smiled.
Then, it was plunged into darkness.
…………………………
At the last moment before he fainted, Mu Shicang actually breathed a sigh of relief, at least the scary knife was no longer dangling in front of Yang Shushu's neck.
Then, after waking up after an unknown amount of time, he felt relieved that this person did not seem to intend to let him die immediately and did not use poison. As long as the person did not die, there was still a chance.
When he woke up, he was in a pitch-black environment. There was no light around him and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. The ground was cold and rough, made of cement, and there was a smell of moldy grains. Could this be a storage room?
He touched the ground and moved his hands. At this moment, a voice came to his ears: "Don't move. There are sacks everywhere here. It seems that there are damp grains. It smells terrible."
Hearing the familiar voice with an extremely disgusted tone, Mu Shicang suddenly reached out his hand, not knowing where he grabbed it, but just pulled the person into his arms: "Are you okay?"
The person in his arms paused, seemingly a little confused. After a while, he struggled twice in his arms: "It's okay, it's okay, but if you keep strangling me like this, something might really happen."
Mu Shicang didn't let go, but hugged him tighter: "Then comfort me if you're okay. I have something to worry about."
Yang Shushu was startled in the darkness. "What's wrong? What kind of chronic poison did he give you to drink? Or did he stab you twice while you were unconscious? You're so stupid! I mouthed to you not to drink it, but you still drank it. Are you stupid?"
He felt her hands touching his body randomly. Although the time and place were not right, Mu Shicang still felt that if she continued to touch him like this, something might happen.
So he quickly stopped her hand, then held it tightly in his own, pulled it and placed it on his heart: "This is an internal injury, and it almost stopped beating because of fear."
In the darkness, Yang Shushu's hand was forced to touch the place where her heart was beating. She could feel the vigorous and powerful beating behind her sternum. With such a heartbeat, the person should be fine, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, she felt something was wrong. She was still held in his arms and couldn't move. She could only twist her neck and asked uncertainly: "Are you really Mu Shicang?" Why did he look more like the one who was possessed by the ghost that morning?
"Yang Shushu, are you telling me that you can't even recognize your husband's voice?" Mu Shicang's voice was faintly dangerous, but the feeling of blowing into his ear seemed ambiguous.
All the hairs on Yang Shushu's body stood up and she began to struggle: "No, you are not really a ghost, are you? Mu Shicang doesn't talk like that."
"Oh? Then how does he speak?" Mu Shicang found it quite interesting and continued asking questions according to her words.
"Uh..." Yang Shushu thought for a moment and said, "He used to speak in a businesslike manner."
"What now?"
"Now... well... I feel like you're going to drag me to the window (bed) at any moment." It's both lustful and dangerous!
"Huh? You figured it out, but it's not right for a husband to try to lure his wife to the window (bed). I think it's reasonable."
As he said that, he suddenly moved his face closer and kissed her on the face, right on the corner of her mouth.
Yang Shushu was completely furious. Without a second thought, she turned around and bit down, "Stop messing around with me. When did I admit that you and I are a couple? I'll divorce you sooner or later. If you mess around again, I'll kill you right here."
Mu Shicang's ears hurt for a moment, but he felt quite happy. He held down the man who was about to explode with anger, comforting him and coaxing him: "Okay, okay, I won't be a hooligan. Don't try to pick on me yet. You have to wait until you can escape."
Yang Shushu was not the type of person who would lose her temper at any time. Originally, this was Mu Shicang deliberately provoking her. She soon calmed down and her mind calmed down. For some reason, although they were arrested together, she was not as uneasy as when she was alone. Maybe this pervert looked like nothing had happened, which affected her.
"How do we get out? It's pitch black here, we don't even know where we are, and we don't have anything to contact the outside world. You're a little shepherd, but you don't even carry a few phones with you. He told you to let you go, so you let him go. Don't you keep your eyes open?" Yang Shushu muttered to herself. She didn't really blame him, but just made a sound to prevent the surroundings from being too quiet. In this environment, if there was no movement for a long time, he would definitely have a mental problem.
But unexpectedly, Mu Shicang suddenly said seriously: "I dare not."
Yang Shushu laughed: "There are things that your little Mu Ye doesn't dare to do, so why don't you..."
Suddenly, she stopped, as if the speakers were suddenly turned off, and the only sound left in the dark world was the sound of her breathing.
The two very close calls intertwined together, which did not make the dark environment scary, but instead made it warmer. Yang Shushu moved awkwardly and finally made a sound, trying to break the sticky feeling.
"that……"
"Shh! Don't talk, listen." Mu Shicang put one hand on her mouth, and they both held their breath at the same time. Suddenly, a faint sound came into the quiet and dark space.
After a while.
"It sounds like a cow's cry?" Mu Shicang said uncertainly.
Yang Shushu directly confirmed this statement: "It is a cow, and it sounds like there are a lot of them, but they should be some distance away."
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