Sorry, 29

  Although he knew it was dangerous to move the house at this moment, Lu continued to take risks. He made a silent gesture for me not to move and slowly shifted his position. Finally, he found a gap in the bamboo fence and leaned in to look. I was so tense that I didn't dare breathe, if we were discovered by the people inside the house at this time, we would really have nowhere to escape, like being caught in a pot.

  He stared blankly into the gap, as if petrified, without moving. The voices inside came and went, but he didn't know why they suddenly switched to speaking in a local dialect, unable to discern what they were saying.

  I was getting anxious and didn't know what I had seen, which made my expression so serious. Suddenly, there was another noise at the front door, this time with hurried footsteps and a urgent knocking sound. The creaking of the door opening from inside, then someone rushed in and reported excitedly in their native language. At that moment, that voice spoke up again: "What? Someone broke into upstairs? This is not good, our location might be exposed."

  Right after the commotion, someone shouted to go take a look, and then I heard the sound of footsteps leaving in disarray. The noisy atmosphere gradually subsided. I saw Lu Xun still maintaining his original posture, motionless. I couldn't help but reach out to pull him, thinking to myself that something must have happened to Liang Ge in that room, but I didn't know if everyone had left or if someone was still inside, so I didn't dare ask.

  But then his gaze mechanically shifted downwards to my hand that was holding his, and slowly moved up along my arm to my face. When our eyes met, I saw a hint of guilt in his eyes. Yes, I carefully discerned it - there was a tinge of remorse in his gaze. Frowning at him in puzzlement, I saw him open his mouth several times without making a sound, and truly had no idea what he was getting at.

  I pushed him, hinting for him to make way for me to take a look, what was inside that made him seem like he had something difficult to say. But when I leaned in and took a peek through the crack, I found that there was no one inside, which means it wasn't Liang Ge getting hurt or anything like that. So what's wrong with Lu Xun? He finally turned around and whispered in my ear: "Xiao Jiu, I...I'm sorry."

  His hand stuck to his forehead, taking his temperature, no fever, how come his brain was like a burnt-out circuit? He unexpectedly opened his mouth and apologized to me. He also casually pulled down my hand and leaned in to say: "I was wrong to suspect and test you before."

  I looked at him with a sly smile, and it was really interesting. Earlier when I exposed him, he remained silent without apologizing, but now he turned around to talk about this matter. Either he's crazy or... "What did you see just now?" I asked him quietly with my lips, his pupils clearly shrunk, hiding his guilt, but his gaze didn't waver, after a moment, he said: "I saw it, old friend."

  He was stunned for a moment, very unexpectedly this answer, "Is Lao Tie unconscious or awake, was he taken away just now?"

  He slightly shook his head, staring at me with a serious expression, and said word by word: "The one who speaks in a hoarse voice is Old Iron."

  I was thoroughly stunned, and when I heard the third voice come out earlier, my intuition felt very uncomfortable. The tone seemed to be torn open with a slit, as if it had been blown into the wind, and when the words struck my eardrum one by one, they gave me a feeling of being hammered on the head with an awl. In short, it was impressive and memorable, and I could remember it after hearing it just once.

  But never thought that person would be Lao Tie.