Ji Muhan woke up with a start, her breathing still disordered. She sat up and leaned against the headboard, pressing her temples, which were throbbing with pain.
He turned on the bedroom light, staring at the floor. His usually sharp and aloof eyes were now unusually blank.
Some things cannot be erased simply by deliberately forgetting them. Even after so many years, in the dead of night, he can still dream of the feeling of the fire burning him, and of his mother desperately crawling towards him, only to have the cabinet fall and crush his spine...
And then there was the sight of him being hit by a truck and thrown into the air, lying in a pool of blood, the glaring bright red blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, unstoppable.
Then I would wake up with a start, sit up gazing at the hazy moonlight outside the window until dawn, and so it went, day after day, seemingly without end, with no hope of redemption...
Over the years, only his time in the military was slightly better, but now he has to shoulder his responsibilities.
10:30 AM, Beijing University.
"What?"
Mo Xiaoqing had just finished her self-study class when she received a call from her third cousin. Before she could even finish speaking, she frowned slightly upon hearing his words.
Her delicate, youthful face was now tightly furrowed in worry.
"Good sister, please help me this once, I promise this will be the last time."
The anxious voice on the other end of the phone sounded like something truly urgent.
"Third brother, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but last time you asked me to help you, you ran away, which resulted in my brother catching me red-handed. Last time, my brother repeatedly told me that I was never allowed to go to bars again, and if he catches me again, I'm in big trouble."
Mo Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, but when she thought of her brother's handsome face, which was as black as ink, and the painful realization he had made last time, she backed down.
"Mo Xiaoer, are you sure you can handle this?"
"He's your brother, but I'm not? If I stand by and watch someone die, are we still brothers?"
"Sorry, I'm female, not your brother."
"Also, he is my biological brother, and you are my cousin, which is a fundamentally different thing."
When Mo Xiaoqing heard the nickname Mo Tingqi gave her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
You're the one who's stupid!
Wanting to ask for my help and daring to yell at me—what else is that but stupidity?
"..."
Mo Tingqi, on the other end, was speechless with anger. Knowing that force wouldn't work, he immediately softened his tone and continued to plead, "This time it's truly an emergency, a matter of life and death. If you don't save your third brother, I really can't do anything else."
"But……"
Mo Xiaoqing had a headache.
"I'm not going to say anything more. Remember to come tonight. Call me when you get there. I have to hang up now."
"Hello." Mo Xiaoqing was a little confused, and quickly called out, "Third Brother? Hello?"
When I took the phone away from my ear, the screen was already black, which meant the person on the other end had hung up.
Mo Xiaoqing rubbed her forehead.
Mo Tingqi, you're really something!
As dusk settles, the city lights begin to twinkle.
Li Qian had just returned to her dormitory when she saw Mo Xiaoqing carrying a bag and preparing to go out, which surprised her.
In her memory, Mo Xiaoqing was a well-behaved girl, at least that's how her face looked.
It's really rare to see someone going out this late.
"Little kid, where are you planning to go gallivanting so late?"
You're the one who loves to party the most, aren't you?
Mo Xiaoqing's lips twitched involuntarily.
As the youngest in the dormitory, Mo Xiaoqing was always given all sorts of strange nicknames by the three girls.
I felt very helpless, but there was nothing I could do about it.
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