Chapter 2, Part 2

I was pushed to the ground, my knees striking the pavement, sending a sharp, searing pain through me. The drunken man straddled my waist, his collar torn wide open. I forgot even how to cry, lying dumbly on the ground, letting the dense night swallow me like a wild beast inch by inch. Not even the dim streetlights could reach this spot—hardly a soul in sight.

When I saw the flickering sparks of a cigarette at the alley’s entrance, I thought I must be hallucinating. I blinked hard; the figure was still there. He looked somewhat familiar, clad in a black trench coat, a cigarette flickering between his fingers, the other hand holding a phone to his ear. I recognized him as Lu Chi, Gu Huaibei’s sworn enemy.

Back when Gu Huaibei and I still loved each other, I had already crossed paths with Lu Chi, wresting a valuable piece of land from his grasp. Later, probably out of revenge, Lu Chi often threw obstacles in my way. There was no friendship between us.

But I had no time to care about anything else—I shouted for help like clutching at the last straw.

“Lu Chi!”

He turned his head, meeting my desperate gaze. He stood still, his eyes cold and unyielding. My heart sank, but moments later, Lu Chi tossed his cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it underfoot. Then, shrugging off his coat and rolling up his sleeves, he walked toward me.

The drunken man saw someone approaching, clambered off me, and staggered toward Lu Chi.

“Who the hell’s this punk, disturbing my fun?”

Only after Lu Chi grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground did the drunk start pleading for mercy. When Lu Chi finally released his grip, the man crawled away.

Once he was gone, I collapsed fully onto the ground, utterly drained of strength.

Lu Chi buttoned up his coat and looked down at my pale figure with cold eyes.

“What’s the matter? Mrs. Lu, still too attached to the ground to stand up? Why not call your husband?”

Thinking of the call that had been abruptly cut off, a wave of profound sorrow churned within me.

“He... is busy.”

At this, Lu Chi curled a sardonic smile.

“Busy at two in the morning—must be a very important person.”

Leaning on a trash bin, I slowly pulled myself to my feet, my arms and legs trembling uncontrollably.

“Thank you... really.”

The mocking expression vanished from Lu Chi’s face, swallowed by the night; I could barely discern his emotion.

I leaned against the wall, barely upright, swaying and nearly collapsing several times. Lu Chi frowned deeply but finally reached out to steady me. His arm’s skin was scorching hot, startling me.

“How come you’re so hot? Call your husband to come get you!”

I pulled my arm back.

“No need. I can manage by myself.”

But after only a few steps, the burning heat and the pain beneath me made cold sweat pour from my forehead. My consciousness began to wane until darkness enveloped me.

I dreamed. In the dream, I seemed to return to the past.

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