Chapter 6 (2/2)

Yan Huan trembled with in her hand the phone she found on the table that belonged to Lu Yi. She tried calling the police, but the line was always busy. To keep calm as much as possible she snapped a hand over her mouth to refrain from mouthing any sound. Finally, she was able to find a name on Lu Yi’s phone, Lei Qingyi. Lei Qingyi it is, then. I don’t have more time.

She pressed the dial key, yet the second it rang she heard the doorknob turning.

At the moment she had two options. One, crawl under the bed. No one would know she was here. But after that, she would be framed to be responsible for Lu Yi’s death and treated as a criminal who fled from justice. She didn’t think she could bear it.

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She didn’t anyone, and she would never admit to something she hadn’t done.

That left her with the other option.

…

She turned around with a sudden sting in the heart even more unbearable than that from the wound on her lower abdomen.

She yanked the sheet and tucked herself in, wrapping her arms around the man who was still asleep. It was her first time to be so close to him. His body was very warm, different from his expressionless face and his grim persona. She used to be scared of him, but at that instant, the smell of him calmed her, even if her ensuing death was the price for all this.

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The outer door creaked open, and it followed the patter of footsteps.

Soon the footsteps gathered round the bed with ragged, strained breaths issuing from two people. Yan Huan squeezed Lu Yi’s pajamas. The warmth of the man almost burnt her skin.

Would they be scared if she made a movement or sound? But she didn’t dare to do so. She was afraid that Lu Qin would go the full nine yards and kill them both.

The sheet was lifted on one corner. A hand snuck in and touched her back. It was a warm hand but felt like it was as cold as a poisonous snake and the creeping death.

Then she felt a stabbing followed by a pang in her back. She uttered a silent grunt and clenched her teeth, biting on the already bloodless lips. She widened her eyes on the second stab, tears dropping from her long, tassel-like eyelashes. She bit herself so hard that her lips bled, but she never made a single sound.

The knife was stabbed into her body once again. Her body began to numb after past the initial spasm. She lowered her eyes, eyelashes fluttering, and could no longer felt pain.

Suddenly she heard someone yapping angrily from outside. “Lu Yi, you son of a gun, what the hell are you doing this late?” The knife in Lu Qin’s hand plopped to the ground. Rattled, he covered the victim with the sheet and ran away. In the meantime, she couldn’t hold it any longer and thus closed her eyes…