Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He could not help but remember what Nan Zhi had told him.
‘I saw a beggar but I don’t know if she’s the person you’re looking for.’
When Mu Sihan’s finger was about to touch the messy long hair covering the woman’s face, she suddenly stood up from the ground and ran away before he could react.
“Stop! You stole our food! Just wait until we get you! You’re dead meat!” The few beggars from behind caught up. Mu Sihan looked at them coldly before running in the direction the beggar had escaped towards.
…
Nan Zhi sat in the car, the windscreen wiper working rhythmically on the windshield.
She did not move and watched Mu Sihan’s tall figure running after the thin figure.
Ever since she had met that person in the alley, she knew that someday, they would meet again…
She just did not expect it to be so soon.
Nan Zhi looked down at the handkerchief lying unassumingly in the storage compartment. It seemed like her blood was attacked by a wave of coldness and she shivered.
Her slender arms slowly wrapped around her chest and she curled her body into a tight ball.
…
Mu Sihan chased after her for nearly two alleys.
He thought with his stamina, he would not have to chase for that long but somehow, his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he could not run very fast.
He kept on following behind that thin figure.
Until she could not run anymore and collapsed to the ground.
Mu Sihan looked at the woman who had fallen into a puddle of water and he walked forward with heavy steps. He stared at her lowered head for a while before bending down.
The woman subconsciously dodged the moment he reached for her.
But she was grabbed at the shoulders by him very quickly.
The long, untidy and knotted hair covering her face was forcibly pulled away.
Her face so bruised that it was difficult to see her appearance. Only a pair of clear and beautiful eyes filled with panic and helplessness, like a deer caught in the headlights, could be seen.
She was nothing but skin and bones.
The girl who was once beautiful was now so scrawny and gaunt. Her eyes were widened with anxiousness and uneasiness, like she had lost her soul.
Mu Sihan closed his eyes and his mind went silent and blank for a few seconds.
The hands that were by his sides clenched tightly into fists, trying to suppress the emotions rising from the bottom of his heart.
Their eyes met under the dim street lights.
One second, two seconds…
After a while, the woman’s hoarse voice seemed to drift in from afar, “A-Ah Han?”
Mu Sihan’s body stiffened. Pain and suffocation swept towards him.
Suddenly, his tall body shook and the gaze looking at the woman became gentler. “Xue’er, you’ve returned.”
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Nan Zhi waited for half an hour. She could have gotten off the car and left but she didn’t.
Perhaps she refused to give up until all hope was gone. Perhaps she wanted closure. She needed to know how important that woman was to him!
At first she was holding onto a glimmer of hope, but as the time went by, her heart became colder and colder.
There was no air conditioner in the car but it seemed like she had fallen into an icy lake in the cold winter and it was slowly suffocating her, one second at a time.
Just when Nan Zhi was considering whether to leave on her own after another ten minutes had passed, a familiar figure came into view.
It was still raining heavily. Nan Zhi’s long and thick eyelashes blinked rapidly and she twisted her hands together, the green veins protruding from the back of her slender hands.
