Chapter Sixteen: Small Movements in the Dark

  I carefully said: "Yes, I am Siyi, Auntie is good."

  The voice on the other end of the phone was still strong: "You didn't go to the hospital for a check-up today, did you? Although you didn't leave us your phone number, it's easy for our family to find out. So tell me now, how is your body doing? Is the child okay?"

  Ah Tian immediately turned his head to look at Su Haicheng beside him, with a face of disbelief. Su Haicheng, however, was holding a pen and paper on the side, writing quickly.

  "The kid? The kid is fine, I'm fine."

  "You must remember that the child in your belly is not yours, but ours of the Su family. That's a lot of money for you, so you'd better hold on to it tightly and don't waste it."

  Listening to this, I really feel uncomfortable in my heart. Can't help but pout, and want to retort: "Even if I'm penniless, I won't sell my own child. But this is just a play, and now I don't even have a child, let alone one that's his?"

  Su Haicheng handed me a note. I looked at the words on it, hesitated for a moment, and then read out loud: "Auntie, I heard what you said today. I love Su Haicheng, but I just want to know how he really died? Don't you think there are too many suspicious points about these things? I really miss him so much...I want to hug Haicheng again, and I will go find him."

  As soon as I finished speaking, Su Haicheng took away my phone and hung up the call. "With my mom's personality, she will definitely not let it go easily. My mom put pressure on my grandfather, and although he has retired, he is not powerless."

  "Are you pregnant? Why didn't you tell me during dinner earlier? I don't know if there's anything in those dishes that pregnant women can't eat."

  I glared at him: "I'm not pregnant."

  "Not pregnant?" He stood beside Su Haicheng, patted his shoulder: "Brother, you're too slow! This chick, I quite like her, if you don't want her, then I'll take her."

  "Less nonsense." Su Haicheng said coldly.

  Ah Tian still smiled: "That's right, Jun Shu can't dig the wall foot like that, it's against the law. It's good not to be pregnant, so she can follow us together. On the way, also say a few words to Nai, and can relieve boredom."

  "She's not going."

  "If she's not going, then just the two of us guys will go? How boring! You're always in the army, you think it's nothing, I'm here running a bar every night looking at beautiful women. I've gotten used to this and suddenly you want me to go to that deep mountain forest..."

  "Then you shouldn't go either."

  "Hey? Hey? I was just joking, don't be like that. If I don't go, who will drive for you? You don't even have a personal ID or driver's license, how can you pass the checkpoints?"

  Everyone chatted for a while, and the two of them were quite happy. Most of it was Tian speaking, and Haicheng rarely spoke even when following familiar people. Only I felt a bit restless. My relatives just arrived today, but somehow I feel uncomfortable.

  It was just past 10 o'clock when Su Haicheng suggested sending me back. He said to me, "Let's go, I'll take you to see your car. Tomorrow I'll drive it away, and after that, you won't necessarily be able to see it again. I'll send you back."

  After we left the bar, he took me to that black car. The back seat of the car was packed with all sorts of things. It seemed they had already decided to set off and were fully prepared for this kind of thing.

  I sat in the passenger seat, rubbing my waist, which was aching badly. Su Haicheng leaned over and his strong masculine scent enveloped me. He pulled over the safety belt to help me buckle up and said in a low voice, "You look like you're not feeling well. Do you want to go to the hospital first?"

  "No need, I'm just a bit tired from running around all day." My hand was still rubbing my waist.

  Something unexpected happened, Su Haicheng stretched out his hand and reached behind my waist, his palm was warm and attached to the sore spot on my waist, it felt really comfortable.

  "Mmm." I let out a comfortable sound, and my face instantly turned red. I quickly explained, "Your hand is warm, it feels especially comfortable when you stick it on." After saying this sentence, I quickly added a question mark in my heart - isn't Su Haicheng a dead person? Why does his body still have warmth?

  Apart from this doubt, I seemed to have heard his heartbeat when he took me to touch all over his wounds before.

  So I was dazed at that moment. I turned around and looked at him, his face just a few centimeters away from me, and I whispered, "If you weren't dead, that would be great."

  But in my heart, I kept thinking that if he hadn't died, we wouldn't have met at all. He still belongs to his girlfriend. What does it matter to me whether he's good or not? I shifted my waist and gave him a hint to pull out his hand, then softly sighed and said: "Take me home!"

  He sat well, fastened his seatbelt and started the car, saying nothing, driving towards my little nest. The whole way was silent, when the car arrived at the building downstairs, I opened the door and got out of the car. I don't know what to say to him either? Is this the time to say goodbye, but I also feel like I don't want to say goodbye to him.

  I stood in front of the car and watched him as he hastily rummaged through his wallet, handing me that card. "Here you go!"

  "What does he mean? Give me money? I helped him get home, things came out, and he gave me the reward. Or, I acted as his girlfriend for these few days, deserved pay. Does he think that between us it's just a transaction of money? Can't say what's in my heart, anyway, I'm angry. I slammed the car door hard and turned to walk towards the building."

  Behind me, I heard the sound of him getting off the bus and his footsteps catching up to mine. In that dark corridor, he grabbed hold of me. "What's wrong with you? Why are women so hard to coax? Here, take it, this was originally meant for you anyway."

  Even in the darkness, I still saw the faint light reflected in his eyes.

  "It was almost the first time I spoke harshly to him: 'Do you think that everything I've done is just for your money? Get out of my way!'"

  He seemed to be stunned, probably no one had ever spoken to him like that before! He pulled my hand and stuffed the card into my palm, also shouting: "You're still complaining about giving you money? There are several million in it! I'm leaving tomorrow, I have to go back to that village, where I don't even need a card! There's no ATM there! I've saved all my life, and now I'm giving it all to you, and you're still complaining?"

  As soon as his hand loosened its grip on mine, I flung the card away. The corridor was very dark, and it was impossible to see where it had gone. "I'm not a beggar on the street, I don't want you to treat me like this." I used all my strength to push him, but his body was like a wall, unmoving. I was so angry that I cursed at him: "You look like an ox, and you're just an ox! You think you're superior just because you have some stinky money?"

  He bent down to search for the card on the ground. I took advantage of the opportunity to walk past him and head upstairs. Just as I reached the second floor, a forceful hand grabbed my wrist from behind and slammed me against the wall, making my back ache. Before I could even react, his body was pressed against mine, pinning me to the wall. His lips also landed on mine, and his breath permeated every inch of my body.

  At that moment, my mind went blank. My body stiffened and I even forgot to breathe. All I could do was let his tongue swirl around in my mouth.

  He left me when I was about to pass out, patted my cheek and said: "Breathe, your lung capacity is so poor. Hold on to it, don't drop it." At the same time, he stuffed that card into my hand for the second time. I leaned against the wall, gasping for air, when I came back to my senses. All around me was pitch black, and there was no sign of him anywhere. The sound of cars leaving downstairs could not be heard either.

  The door of the neighboring household opened, and the old lady came out carrying trash, still muttering to herself; "These young people nowadays, running to someone's doorstep to kiss, and kissing for so long, it's gotten me standing at my own doorstep until my feet are numb."

  Heavens, I'm too ashamed to show my face in public now.