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”Da, da, da.”
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the bathroom.
Shen Mo’s hands trembled, as if he was back to the moment when he was desperately trying to escape. He hid in a cubicle in a panic and locked the door tightly.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally turned into the bathroom, stopping for a moment in front of each cubicle, as if looking for someone.
Shen Mo was so scared that he took out his cell phone from his pocket and quickly dialed a number that he knew by heart.
The three words “Ji Mingxuan” immediately popped up on the phone screen.
Shen Mo was stunned, staring at the name in a daze.
He almost forgot where and when he opened his contact name, but he still remembered that he and Ji Mingxuan were in a cold war.
If I call, will Mr. Ji answer the phone?
He was afraid of the man with the scar on his face, afraid of the nightmarish memories, but even more afraid of calling… and still no one answering.
Maybe Ji Mingxuan was so busy chatting and laughing with Zhao Yi that he didn’t hear the phone ringing at all.
Shen Mo stared at the three words on the screen until his eyes were sore, then he pressed the delete key with his cold fingers.
On that day three years ago, he called Zhou Yang’s name countless times.
It was not until he woke up in the hospital ward that he realized that no one in this world would come to save him except himself.
The footsteps are getting closer.
Shen Mo took a deep breath, holding the phone in one hand and slowly clenching the other hand into a fist.
The footsteps stopped in front of the compartment where he was hiding, and then there was a knock on the door.
Shen Mo’s body was shaking uncontrollably. He was afraid that he would make a sound accidentally, so he quickly put his finger into his mouth and bit it hard. At this moment, he heard someone outside calling him, “Shen Mo.”
The voice was all too familiar.
Shen Mo’s whole body trembled, as if he had suddenly fallen into a dream. The little strength he had left disappeared without a trace. He leaned on the door with his hands and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Ji?”
I was afraid that the noise would be too loud and I would wake up suddenly.
Ji Mingxuan said: “It’s me.”
Shen Mo was silent for a moment, then slowly opened the door of the compartment.
The person standing outside the door was naturally Ji Mingxuan. Because it was Ji Anan’s engagement, he was dressed very elegantly today, with a well-tailored suit and a dignified demeanor.
He looked at Shen Mo and said, “I heard from An An that you are not feeling well?”
Shen Mo didn’t say anything, just stared at him for a while, then lowered his head to flip through his phone. After entering a number, the words “Ji Mingxuan” popped up on the screen again. This time he didn’t hesitate and pressed the dial button directly.
The bell rang soon.
Ji Mingxuan looked slightly surprised, but still took out his phone.
Shen Mo held the phone and looked at him. He could hear the beeping sound of waiting to be answered. His palms were sweating with nervousness. After an unknown amount of time, Ji Mingxuan’s slightly deep voice rang out from the phone: “Shen Mo?”
He dialed this number countless times…finally someone answered.
Shen Mo’s legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Ji Mingxuan supported his arm in time and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you sick?”
”Mr. Ji…” Shen Mo grabbed Ji Mingxuan’s collar and said, “I saw that person…”
”Who?”
Shen Mo didn’t know how to describe it, so he just gestured at his brow bone and said, “Here… there is a scar.”
He spoke incoherently and even he felt his words were incoherent, but Ji Mingxuan understood him.
Ji Mingxuan hummed and said, “It turned out to be him.”
He added: “I didn’t expect that he would be released from prison so soon.”
Shen Mo felt strange instead: “Mr. Ji still remember that person?”
Ji Mingxuan didn’t answer. He just reached out and pinched his chin, looked straight into his eyes, and asked, “Are you scared?”
Shen Mo opened his mouth, but no words came out.
He also knew that he was a little paranoid. He was kidnapped that year entirely because of Zhou Yang. Now he has nothing to do with Zhou Yang. Who would pay attention to a small person like him?
But the fear at that time was deeply engraved in his body, and he really couldn’t control it.
Shen Mo didn’t say anything, so Ji Mingxuan didn’t ask any more questions. He shook his hand and asked, “Why is it so cold?”
After saying that, he took off his coat and threw it on him.
Shen Mo was startled and hurriedly caught Ji Mingxuan’s suit.
Ji Mingxuan rolled up his shirt sleeves and said to him, “Wait here for me to come back.”
”Mr. Ji?” Shen Mo was confused.
Ji Mingxuan ignored him and turned to walk out the door. When he was almost at the door, he turned back to look at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, “Wait.”
Shen Mo had become accustomed to listening to him and could not think of anything else, so he just waited for him in the bathroom holding the suit.
Ji Mingxuan’s body temperature still remained on the suit.
Strangely enough, after just talking to him for a few words, Shen Mo felt calmed down, and all the previous fears disappeared like a tide.
I don’t know how long it was, but suddenly there was a noise outside.
Shen Mo didn’t know what happened, so he ran out in the direction of the sound. After walking a few steps, he saw a circle of people gathered in the corridor leading to the hall, and he could hear other people’s discussions from a distance.
”I can’t believe that Mr. Ji actually…”
”Are you drunk?”
”Who knows? Strange things happen every year, but this year there are especially many.”
When Shen Mo heard that it was related to Ji Mingxuan, he became even more nervous. He hugged the suit tightly in his arms and pushed through the crowd to squeeze forward. He finally squeezed into the circle and saw Ji Mingxuan standing there, wearing only a shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His right hand was injured for some reason and a little blood was oozing out.
Not far away, there was a person lying on the ground. He had a hideous scar on his brow bone and bruises on his face, looking very miserable.
Seeing such a scene, even if Shen Mo was a fool, he knew what was happening.
He stood there in a daze.
Ji Mingxuan glanced around and quickly spotted him. He waved at Shen Mo and said nonchalantly, “Didn’t I tell you to wait for me?”
Shen Mo felt his heart beating faster than ever.
He walked towards Ji Mingxuan step by step.
He had already understood that no one in this world would come to save him except himself.
But what if you can’t even save yourself?
So……
There is still Mr. Ji.
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