Chapter 107 - Fugitive (2/2)

Instead, I don’t worry about them checking my phone list, because I rarely call Didi. Even Jojo and Azle seldom talk to me. I used to work in the nightclub, and I have at least hundreds of phone numbers in my phone record! Either some Mummies or some customers, they can’t check out who I am!

When DIdi and I are together, I have left the nightclub. People around me know her identity, except Azle, Jojo these best friends, only Nanny knows. No one else knows Didi’s existence. So, for now, she’s still safe.

Twenty minutes later, DIdi has packed up. She’s looking at the clock and is worried: “Amy hasn’t come back yet.”

“Call her.” I immediately say, “Do you pack her things together?”

“Well, I’m all packed up.” DIdi hesitats for a moment, “Actually… You had a quarrel with her this afternoon. She had packed all her things in the evening and was ready to move away.”

I laugh bitterly and say nothing. Compare with the trouble I’m having now, the afternoon’s conflict is almost nothing.

“Go down and wait for her!” I’m a little anxious. Amy doesn’t know where to run so late.

We go downstairs, three women and a man. Before leave, I don’t even bother to lock the door. Just glance at the door behind me, and suddenly felling a little sad.

… Home!

It’s been a long time. I really take this place as “home”.

At least, coming back every day, I know someone will keep the door for me at night, will turn on the living room light, will put some meals in the microwave. Although I seldom eat hot. There will be hot breakfast in the morning and laughter at the dinner table in the evening. I no longer eat takeout alone. On Sundays, washed clothes hang on the balcony. There are three different color’s toothbrushes in the bathroom.

Now, I need to stay away from this kind of life again. I can’t help laughing bitterly. At the last moment when the elevator door closes, I take a deep look at the door of my home.

Darra next to me is so guilty that she dares not to look up at me.

But to be honest, I’m not in the mood to blame this girl.

She’s only a child after all.

Didi keeps dialing Amy’s mobile phone. Finally, when we get out of the elevator, the telephone is connected. She says a few words to the phone and then looks at me with relief: “Have found her, she’s in a barbecue shop near the company.”

I say nothing but nod, then walk out of the building with them.

Nanny’s car is parking behind the building. I ask Didi to get in. She immediately realizes what it is meaning, staring at me in silence for a moment, and her voice is hoarse: “You’re not going with us?”

I pretend to laugh lightly: “You go with Nanny first. I’ll come to find you.”

Didi’s face is changing and his body is shaking: “You… Where are you going?”

I shake my head: “Don’t think too much. I’ll come to you soon. You go back with Nanny first. Remember to pick Amy up first. When you get her, you both go home with Nanny.” I go towards her and hug her for a minute, “Take leave these days, don’t go to work. Or, just change the job.”

I take out a mobile phone card out of my bag and open it.

This is an anonymous telephone card I have kept by myself. It was bought from the black market.

This kind of anonymous phone card is the safest because when you buy it back from the black market. No one knows what name the card is registered with. Anyway, there’s only the initial charge. This kind of the anonymous phone card, in general, is one of the necessities for gangsters. I’ve been out for a long time, but habitually, I’ll have a spare.

After I take this card apart, I take out the mobile phone from DIdi’s pocket, replace the phone card inside, then take out a new anonymous card, and also replace my own mobile phone card, shaking in front of her: “Now, let’s contact with the new numbers! These two numbers are reserved by me. I bought them from the black market. Nobody knows the registered names and can’t find us. You don’t have to call my original number. Do you understand?”

Didi is trembling, biting his lips deadly and looking at me. Tears are rolling around in her eyes, but she doesn’t say a word.

Actually, I know her character very well. Her silence at the moment is the saddest expression!

A girl like her doesn’t say such nonsense as “I’ll follow you wherever you go!” or “I’ll never leave you when I die”.

Some people say better than done, others do better than saying!

Didi is the latter.

She looks like a silly girl, but she knows everything in her heart. Now, although I haven’t said much about it, she already knows that I’m leaving.

She even knows that I can’t take her with me. Because to take her with me is not only dangerous to her, but also more dangerous to me! She is biting her lip so hard that a trace of blood is coming out of the corners of her mouth!

“Please!” I look at Nanny and say. Nanny’s face is as gray as death, as if she dares not to look at me. But she is nodding softly.

I push Nanny into the car with all my strength. Didi gets in herself, but her eyes are keeping staring at me as if she is going to imprint me in.

“Promise me you’ll come back to me!” Her lips are flicking a few times and jumping out a few words.

I grit my teeth: “I promise you!”

Then I call to Nanny: “Drive! Drive fast!”

Watching the car’s taillights are flickering and going away, I take a look at Darra next to me. The little girl is still wiping her tears. My heart is a little depressed, but I wipe her face vigorously. Then I pat her shoulder in a heavy embrace and pull a reluctant smile from the corner of my mouth: “Okay, now it’s time for us both to the fugitive!”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Chen Yang…” Dorra bursts into tears.

I look at her coldly and grit my teeth and say: “All right, it is not the good time to cry now!”

To be honest, I’m really angry at her. I even feel an aversion to the girl in front of me.

Yes! I know she’s just young and ignorant, and I promised Juan that I have an obligation to take care of her!

However, because of her youth and ignorance, I’m in a big trouble! Now I also give up the warm home, away from the lovely girlfriend, give up the quiet life, rushing like a dog in the middle of the night!

“Dorra, stop crying and don’t say anything now.” I take her to the roadside, stop a taxi and say lightly, “I’m in a bad mood now, so don’t say anything… I really don’t want to get angry with you! Just let me be quiet!”