The woman who had fallen into a deep sleep was covered by a coat by a man dressed in black and carried into a car.
Seemingly sensing something, the man looked up, revealing a pair of eyes beneath his black baseball cap. Even though the image quality was very blurry, one could clearly sense the cold, provocative intent in his eyes.
Unfortunately, the lower half of the face was covered by a black mask, so the features were not visible.
Shen Yanqing tightened his grip on the mouse; it was the same black sedan he had been chasing earlier.
At the time, he was following the car based on Gu Baiwei's phone location. Because there were several other cars around, he couldn't be sure which car she was in. He could only follow based on the location. But then, the phone location suddenly stopped.
When he chased after her, he saw a beggar on the street holding her phone.
Damn it! He should have kept chasing after them!
Thinking of this, his usually clear and calm eyes turned bloodshot, and a fierce aura surged within them.
Suppressing his anger, he quickly dialed a cell phone number.
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After meeting Ye Chuyue and Li Nanxing, Gu Baiwei felt slightly relieved, but also a little anxious.
Before going to bed, the middle-aged woman brought her a glass of milk: "Madam, this is what my husband asked me to prepare for you."
The woman was a local villager whom Qi Yu had specifically hired to take care of her daily life.
She didn't have much of an appetite at the moment, so she could only nod and say, "Okay, thank you."
After he finished speaking, he noticed that the middle-aged woman was still standing in the room with her hands hanging down, her eyes fixed on the glass of milk, looking flustered: "The master said I should watch you finish drinking it."
Her hand, which was resting on the bed, paused slightly. She silently looked up, picked up the glass, and drank the milk inside in one gulp.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cup she had used, and respectfully left the room.
The countryside at night lacks the glitz and glamour of the city. As soon as night falls, the scenery outside the window is shrouded in darkness, with only a faint moonlight shining down. It's not bright enough, but it's enough for her to see what's happening in the yard.
Qi Yu went off to do something, but after accompanying her to see Ye Chuyue and the others, she left and hasn't returned yet.
The courtyard was quiet at the moment, and now would be a good time to escape.
Judging from that person's vigilance, there must be someone else in the courtyard watching out of her sight. It would be quite difficult to bypass his spies.
She had met those people before; they were all taciturn, but agile and steady, much like the ancient bodyguards in TV dramas.
What exactly does Qi Yu want to do?
Suddenly, the image of a woman who looked remarkably like her popped into her mind.
The word "stand-in" popped into my head for no reason. Could it be that he did all this because of that dead woman?
She remembered Qi Yu saying that he, like her, had also been reborn.
For some reason, her memory seems to be slowly recovering lately, and many unfamiliar memories are gradually appearing in her mind. However, for some reason, she always feels that those memories are half true and half false.
That creepy, worm-like feeling in my head hasn't come over in a long time.
She stood by the window staring at the courtyard outside for a while. Just as she was about to draw the curtains, she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Her hand paused, and she quickly slipped behind the curtains.
In the courtyard, a tall, thin figure slowly pushed a person out of the shadows in a wheelchair.
The pale moonlight spilled onto the ground, covering it with a layer of white frost.
Two figures, one sitting and one standing, followed the white frost covering the ground to the center of the courtyard.
Only then did she realize that the person pushing the wheelchair was none other than Qi Yu.
Unlike the gentleness he deliberately feigned during the day, the smile on his face at this moment seemed to come from genuine joy.
He bent down to pull the blanket up a little for the person in the wheelchair, his tone light and cheerful: "Sister, we'll be able to see each other soon, aren't you happy?"
He stopped, released the armrests of the wheelchair, took two steps forward, turned to face the person in the wheelchair, squatted down in front of her with adoration in his eyes, and reached out to touch her cheek.
Without his obstruction, Gu Baiwei could clearly see that the person in the wheelchair had a limp head tilted to one side, and a head of smooth black hair that shimmered with starlight in the pale moonlight, like the finest silk.
Her gaze fell on the white jade hairpin tucked into her black hair, and her heart skipped a beat. This woman seemed to be the dead woman she had seen in the dark room.
That woman who was almost identical to her except for her age and clothing.
As if to confirm her thoughts, Qi Yu pushed the wheelchair around, revealing the woman's pale, bloodless face to her without reservation.
She was clearly carefully preserved; apart from her tightly closed eyes and overly pale skin, her face was as peaceful as if she were asleep, quietly leaning against her wheelchair, even her lips had a bright color.
Qi Yu bent down and tidied her stray hairs one by one, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead, followed by her lips, which were slightly tinged with blood. His movements were gentle and careful, filled with indescribable devotion.
Gu Baiwei was so shocked by this scene that she held her breath. This man was a complete pervert, doing such a thing to a dead person.
Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he looked up towards the window. The faint moonlight shone on his face, making him look eerily unreal.
Her breath hitched, and then she saw him suddenly lift his foot and walk towards her window. Her heart jumped into her throat.
At that moment, the blanket covering the woman's body on the wheelchair suddenly slipped off. He stopped moving instantly, stood still for a moment, turned around, picked up the blanket from the ground, and draped it over the woman.
"Don't take it off, or you'll catch a cold."
He spoke softly, his tone extremely gentle, but the person he was speaking to was someone who had been dead for a long time, which inexplicably made people feel somewhat physically uncomfortable.
After carefully covering the woman with the blanket, Qi Yu pushed the wheelchair away again and went into the room in the far corner of the courtyard.
Only after the person had completely disappeared did she feel her legs go weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
On the other side, Ye Chuyue and Li Nanxing were just as shocked as she was.
"He...he just...just pushed a dead person while they were moon-gazing?"
Ye Chuyue stammered, and it took her a while to find her voice, "Moreover, that woman looks a lot like my aunt."
The two of them had finally managed to break free of the ropes and were trying to escape with Gu Baiwei under the cover of darkness when they saw this scene while trying to climb out of the window.
Li Nanxing was also somewhat surprised, but he suppressed his panic and comforted her, "Don't...don't be afraid, it's just a dead person, there's nothing to be afraid of."
The two of them were just high school students, and it was their first time encountering something like this, so they were still a little unable to accept it.
"Damn it, this brat is a pervert. We need to hurry up and take my aunt with us to escape, otherwise my aunt might end up being pushed around in a wheelchair."
Ye Chuyue quickly realized why that pervert had deliberately approached her aunt from the beginning; so that's how it was...
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