127 Where (1/2)

when han meixiu opened her eyes, maybe it was because she felt extremely uncomfortable, she was already in an unfamiliar place. the small room was faintly lit by a light coming from outside.

it took quite a while before her eyes were able to adjust to the dimness of the place.

there were few debris lying around and aside from the quilt where she slept, there was also a broken table and few pieces of wood bound by a rope. since the room was small she could almost see everything while sitting on her place.

looking at the small window, she knew it's already night time.

how long did she sleep?

was she really that tired that she didn't feel when her body was moved?

she carefully observed herself. there was no wound. except from throbbing of head with a tolerable headache, and fatigue which was from her activities today, there was nothing odd.

her heartbeat started to hammer recklessly on her chest.

was she kidnapped?

but how?

she was clearly in the resting area. she chose the one near the entrance so liu zijian could see her right away.

how did she end up being in this place. it's clearly an abandoned room. probably an abandon house or building.

maybe it's part of the training?

didn't they learn today how to escape in this kind of situation?

thinking about it this way, she started to calm down.

she would try to asses her situation first.

han meixiu carefully heightened her hearing to check if there might be someone nearby. but it's eerie quiet.

she then moved towards the window with careful steps.

looking at the height of the trees, she's probably on the third floor. it would be impossible to jump. even if she's on the second floor, given the condition of her body she wouldn't land safely.

she moved closer to the door. there was indeed no movement. as she tried to open it, it's locked. she sighed. she more or less expected it. the only way to escape was that window.

she checked the rope after removing it from the bunch of woods. it's too short to be used.

right, there's a quilt. she could improvise.

as she was about to reach the quilt she heard some footsteps. she became increasingly alert.

maybe it was intuition as she could sense a faint smell of danger lurking around. she lied down again and partly covered herself while her senses were at their most attentive state.

the door opened.

”she's still asleep. should i wake her up?”

there was a pause after the statement. it meant the other person must be talking over the phone with someone.

”i didn't use much earlier. maybe she's just too weak since she's a woman.”

she heard the man again.

so, something was used to make her sleep like a log.

she halted her breathing as sweat started to form even though it was somewhat cold.

few torturous minutes passed and the door was once closed again. still, han meixiu didn't try to move an inch.

she waited until the footsteps disappeared and counted few more minutes before slowly moving.

the small room went back to it's tranquil state.

it's not part of the training. no matter how many times she would deceive herself, she's indeed kidnapped.

she wanted to cry but crying would not help her.