Chapter 70: You won’t find anyone to hide in the sand, right?
The inner room of Jiang Xiaoshuai's clinic was filled with a mixed smell of disinfectant and old books.
The space is not big, with a hard bed, an old desk, and dim lighting.
Wu Suowei lay on the hard bed, his eyes open, staring at a small piece of peeling paint on the ceiling.
It's back again... It's so fucking hard...
He turned over and his bones hurt.
Accustomed to the large, sunk-in bed and constant temperature system in Chi Cheng's villa, this simple environment made him feel uncomfortable.
But this discomfort was quickly replaced by stronger emotions.
Everything that happened during the day replayed in my mind like a movie.
Chi Yuanduan's cold eyes and threatening words coiled around him like a poisonous snake.
But what lingered even more was Chi Cheng's back as he stood in front of him, the resolute words "my people", and the deep, unfathomable look in his eyes when he tacitly agreed to his signing of the military order...
Chi Cheng...
Wu Suowei silently repeated the name in his mind, and felt as if his heart was being rubbed by something neither lightly nor heavily, making it feel sore and swollen.
He sat up suddenly and scratched his hair irritably.
Why would I miss him?! I need to make money now! Big money! In half a year! Half a year!
He forced himself to bring his thoughts back to reality.
The housing problem has been solved, but what about the start-up capital?
You can't just bet on which drama will be popular, right?
You still have to do something yourself.
He felt his pockets and found only a few crumpled coins and... a tie that had been stuffed in his pockets at some point.
He took it out and looked at it. The fabric was cool and silky, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.
Can this thing... be sold for money?
An idea flashed through Wu Suowei's mind, but he immediately rejected it.
No way! If he finds out that I sold Chi Cheng's things...he'll probably chop me into pieces!
Keep it... as a souvenir? Bah! What a commemoration!
He shoved his tie back into his pocket and began to count his money.
In his previous life, he worked in interior design for a period of time, drawing blueprints, running around construction sites, and arguing with clients. He was exhausted and earned very little money.
But this is the only "old business" he can think of now that has some technical content.
Yes! Design! I have the basics!
Although my level is average, I should be able to handle some small orders!
Take some private work first and save some money!
Wu Suowei felt a little more confident.
He got out of bed and turned on Jiang Xiaoshuai's old desktop computer.
The dim light from the screen reflected his slightly pale face.
He logged into his long-dormant design forum account and began to post frantically in the part-time job section.
The requirements are not high, small apartment renovation, store renovation, or even drawing a rendering are all fine, as long as the money is paid quickly!
His fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, like a hungry wolf smelling blood.
Time passes by every second.
There was only the sound of typing on the keyboard and Wu Suowei occasionally cursing under his breath, "Damn, this is just a small amount of money?"
The night outside the window was growing darker, and the city's light pollution seeped in a little through the small window.
Sleepiness gradually came over Wu Suowei, he yawned and his eyelids began to twitch.
Damn, sleep first...see you tomorrow...
He saved the job application information he had just edited and prepared to turn off the computer.
Sudden!
“Click…”
An extremely slight sound, like the sound of a window frame being moved, came from the direction of the only small window.
Wu Suowei's whole body stiffened.
The sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and my hair stood on end!
What sound?
It can’t be…
Could it be that the old man hired someone to kidnap him?
You wouldn't just send someone to Ansha directly, would you?
He turned his head suddenly and stared at the small window behind the curtains!
Who?! Thief?!
His heart was pounding and he subconsciously held his breath. His hand quietly reached for a heavy metal ruler on the desk as a weapon.
The window was silently pushed open a crack.
There was no moonlight, only the faint light from the street lamp outside, outlining a tall black shadow, which tumbled in silently and landed steadily on the narrow floor.
The movements were clean and neat, without any unnecessary sounds.
After the black shadow landed, it did not move immediately, but just stood there quietly, as if adapting to the darkness, or as if... looking at him.
Wu Suowei's hands were shaking as he held the metal ruler.
He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but the outline of the figure, the silent yet oppressive aura... were too familiar!
Chi...Chi Cheng? !
Wu Suowei's head buzzed! Why was he here?! Climbing through the window?! Why didn't he go through the main door?!
The shadow moved.
He took a step towards Wu Suowei's bed.
The leather shoes made a very slight "creaking" sound when they stepped on the old floor.
"Don't... don't come over here!" Wu Suowei's voice tightened with fear. He subconsciously raised the ruler in his hand and pointed it at the shadow. "If you come any closer, I'll call for help!"
The shadow's footsteps paused.
A very low, somewhat mocking sneer was heard from the darkness.
Even if Wu Suowei turned into ashes, he would recognize that laughter!
"Call for help?" Chi Cheng's low, hoarse voice rang out. It was exceptionally clear in the silent attic, with a frosted texture that scraped across Wu Suowei's eardrums. "Who? The little doctor downstairs who's sleeping like a dead pig?"
Wu Suowei's heart beat faster.
It was really him! Instead of relaxing, his tense nerves became even more tense!
What was this lunatic doing climbing through the window in the middle of the night?!
"You...what are you doing here?!" Wu Suowei tried hard to make his voice sound a little fierce, but the ending tone was still a little shaky.
He didn't put down his hand holding the ruler.
Chi Cheng did not answer.
He took another step forward.
This step is very close to the bed.
Wu Suowei could even smell the familiar, strong scent of tobacco mixed with his body, which domineeringly invaded the original smell of disinfectant in the small space.
Wu Suowei subconsciously shrank into bed, his back resting against the cold wall.
In the darkness, Chi Cheng's silhouette was so close that it brought a huge sense of oppression.
"Are you scared?" Chi Cheng's voice was close to his ear, with a hint of amusement.
He leaned over slightly, and his hot breath sprayed on the sensitive skin on Wu Suwei's neck.
Wu Suowei trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted, and his hair stood on end.
He suddenly raised his hand to push Chi Cheng away, but his wrist was instantly grasped by a hot and powerful hand.
The force was so great that it made his bones ache!
"Hiss... Let go!" Wu Suowei gasped in pain and wanted to hit him with his other hand holding the ruler.
Chi Cheng's movements were even faster. He stretched out his other hand like lightning and accurately grabbed Wu Suowei's wrist holding the ruler!
Just a little effort.
"Dang!" The metal ruler slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Wu Suowei's wrists were firmly grasped by Chi Cheng and pressed against the wall above his head.
He was completely trapped in the narrow space between Chi Cheng and the wall, unable to move.
The posture is humiliating and dangerous.
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