Her eyes darted around, then she suddenly leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. She pulled back, smiled at me, and winked: "Feeling better now?"
Before I could speak, YOYO said softly, "Every time I fall, it hurts a lot. My sister kisses me and says, 'A kiss will make it stop hurting.'" Then she asked me very seriously, "Is it much better now?"
I touched the cheek that the little girl had kissed. I felt my gaze softening as I looked at her, and couldn't help but gently pinch her nose again: "Yes, it's much better now. Thank you..."
"Okay." She nodded vigorously. "If you get hurt in the future, I can kiss you again! But you have to be good to my sister, okay?"
I sighed. Although I'm not good at dealing with children, I still have to admit that YOYO in front of me is really as cute as an angel.
"YOYO," I said with a smile, "I have something to tell you... your dream will definitely come true."
Her smile was as bright as a flower, but she suddenly pulled her hand away and chuckled, "Don't pinch my nose, or it'll become flat!"
In the evening, the mixed-race beauty finally returned. She looked a little tired and was carrying a large paper bag. After entering the door, she saw YOYO sitting next to her, smiling broadly and telling her jokes.
I sat with this lovely little girl for an afternoon. At first, I felt a bit awkward being with a child, but soon her youthful and lively laughter infected me.
I started telling her stories. I originally intended to tell her some fairy tales, but it was obvious that this girl had read many fairy tale books. I discovered that she knew all the stories I knew, and she also knew the ones I didn't know!
Instead, she ended up telling me stories! Stories about the Frog Prince and Princess, the kind witch and the evil king…
God is my witness, I, Chen Xiaowu, a dignified man, have risen through the ranks of women over the years, killing, arson, fighting, murder... What haven't I done? What kind of world haven't I seen?
Now I'm actually holed up in a living room, foolishly listening to a ten-year-old girl tell me fairy tales...
Fortunately, men have dignity! How could I stand by and watch such a young girl show off in front of me? I started telling her some interesting stories, such as my experiences at sea, how blue the sky was, how beautiful, crazy, and even dangerous the sea was!
I recounted how, when I was adrift at sea alone in a small boat, encountering a storm, the girl suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and then patted her little chest worriedly, saying, "Oh, thank goodness... You're sitting here telling me stories now, so everything must be alright." Then she blinked her little eyes and asked me, "And then what happened?"
Just then, her sister opened the door and came in. Seeing how close YOYO and I had become, her sister's expression was somewhat complicated.
After all, in the eyes of this mixed-race beauty, I probably still fall into the category of "dangerous person." She probably doesn't want someone like me to get too close to her innocent and pure sister.
YOYO jumped off the sofa and said a few loud words to her sister. The mixed-race beauty, with a stern face, immediately told YOYO to go back to her room. The little girl was a bit helpless, but she clearly listened to her sister. Before leaving, she even winked at me.
“I was just telling her a story,” I sighed.
"Please, don't go near my sister." Her eyes were brave as she said this: "She's just a child, I don't want her to be exposed to environments she shouldn't be in!"
I thought about it for a moment, and I wasn't angry at what she said. I just sighed and said, "OK."
Yes, I committed murder and arson; I'm a criminal. Someone like me shouldn't be near such innocent children...
Seeing that I didn't get angry or say anything, the mixed-race beauty seemed a little guilty. She walked over to me, whispered "I'm sorry," and then took out the paper bag she had brought back and took out the contents one by one.
“This is the medicine I bought for you, and some more…” She gritted her teeth: “This is painkiller, and some anti-inflammatory medicine… I’m worried your wound will get infected, so I’ll change your dressing again tonight…” She took out her phone again: “I’ve activated international calling, but it hasn’t connected yet, you’ll have to wait a day.”
"Yes. Thank you." I immediately asked, "Did you make that call?"
“I tried…” she frowned, “but the number was unreachable, the other party’s phone was switched off.”
My heart sank... Was it turned off?
Why would Xiluo turn off his phone at a time like this? He should be in the parking lot, he must be in a hurry... Why would he turn off his phone at a time like this?
That evening, I felt anxious and frowned all night. Even when the mixed-race beauty changed my dressing, I seemed to feel no pain; I was just deep in thought with a furrowed brow…
That night I slept on the sofa in the living room, which was my own suggestion. The mixed-race beauty seemed a little embarrassed... Perhaps it was because my behavior so far hadn't been as "ferocious" as she imagined; I didn't seem to pose much of a threat. I remained very friendly to her throughout.
That night, I laid out a bamboo mat and lay down on the sofa in the living room.
"Are you sure you don't need to come into the room?" she hesitated for a moment.
Perhaps I've now transformed from a "dangerous element" into a "sugar daddy who can cure her sister."
I smiled and watched her close the door.
But the next day, I couldn't laugh anymore!
The thing I feared happened! I slept soundly with a throbbing headache, and in my sleep, I kept feeling like my body was on fire, and then suddenly I felt very cold... In my hazy state, I seemed to be tormented by alternating between hot and cold...
My mouth is so dry!
I seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. It was pitch black all around, and I tried desperately to open my eyes, but I couldn't. I felt completely paralyzed; the more I struggled, the weaker I became…
Finally, when I regained some consciousness and was able to slowly open my eyes a crack, I saw a face appear before me. My vision went from blurry to clear, and her eyes were full of spirit, her face showing a hint of worry. As I opened my eyes, she immediately showed a look of surprise and delight: "Ah! You're awake!"
Book 1, Part 1: A Man in the Martial World, Helpless in His Own Way, Chapter 185: Illusion! It must be an illusion!
YOYO cheered immediately, and then I tried to open my eyes, only to feel a little dizzy. I tried to sit up, but after two attempts, I felt as if all my strength had been drained away. When I sat up, I even felt a little lightheaded...
I felt my body getting hot!
"Wound infection!"
I immediately realized what the problem was!
I've been running around and working tirelessly these past few days, and my body was already exhausted. Yesterday, I was desperately fleeing, and after being shot, I even jumped into that stinking river, which used up a lot of my energy. My body simply can't take it anymore... and at the same time, my wound must be infected!
Even though I changed my medication before going to bed last night...
"You have a fever." The mixed-race beauty walked gently to my side, her eyes filled with guilt: "I'm sorry, you're injured. I shouldn't have let you sleep here last night."
I coughed and said casually, "I'm thirsty, I want some water." As soon as I opened my mouth, I was a little stunned; my voice was incredibly hoarse.
"Lie down." Her voice was gentle yet firm. She gently helped me down, then took a damp towel and gently covered my forehead.
She then took another cup and used a spoon to feed me a few sips of water.
The water was sweet, as if sugar had been added.
My mind cleared up a little, and my first reaction was to be on guard!
Originally, I "kidnapped" her to get to her house, and yesterday I used force to subdue her... But now... with my body weakened, what if she...?
Seeing my gaze, the mixed-race beauty smiled and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't call the police."
I took a breath, closed my eyes briefly, and thought for a moment. The towel on my forehead quickly became hot from my burning forehead. Feeling a little uncomfortable, I removed the towel, gritted my teeth, and sat up again: "What time is it?"
"It's still early." The mixed-race beauty maintained a gentle expression. "Take some medicine. Something to reduce inflammation."
I nodded, but refused her offer to feed me water. Instead, I took the cup myself and swallowed the pills she gave me.
My body felt limp, and I started to worry. Clearly, my condition no longer posed much of a threat to the mixed-race beauty… It wasn't that I didn't trust her… but…
Hmph, I've seen far too much betrayal and being betrayed!
Soon, it was just the two of us at home again. Although YOYO cared about me a lot, she had been kicked out of the house by her sister early that morning. Before leaving, the mixed-race beauty gave YOYO a few words of advice.
"Don't worry, I just told my sister not to tell anyone that we have a guest staying at our house." The mixed-race beauty saw the doubt in my eyes.
I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."
“You…” She hesitated for a moment, “This morning, I took off your shirt… Don’t doubt me, I just saw that your clothes were soaked with sweat, so I helped you wipe yourself down…”
"Oh, thank you."
"You have many scars on your body, knife wounds, right?" A hint of fear flickered in her eyes.
I smiled, but it was a forced smile.
Yes, I have more than a dozen knife scars all over my body! These are "souvenirs" I left behind when I was being chased in Guangzhou.
"You...you must have experienced something terrible, right?"
Her fingertips gently traced my back, then slowly landed on my shoulder, where there was an ugly scar that looked like a centipede. Her eyes held a mixture of shock and, more than that, a hint of worry.
I glanced at her and said slowly, "These... are lessons learned."
"lesson?"
I chuckled, but the laugh was cold.
“These scars were left a year ago. These scars taught me something… never trust others easily.” I said slowly, “These scars were given to me by an elder I used to trust very much.”
"You..." The mixed-race beauty hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but whisper, "Yan Di...who is that? It's a girl's name, right?"
I stared at her abruptly. Under my intense gaze, the mixed-race beauty couldn't help but shrink back, quickly waving her hands and saying, "Don't misunderstand... it's just that you called out this name when you were unconscious..."
My heart skipped a beat...
Yan Di... am I really calling this name when I'm sleeping?
These days, I really don't know how to think about her... My life now is like walking on a tightrope, filled with fighting, killing, life and death every day... Now, am I still worthy of that gentle and tender girl?
I gave a wry smile, but then I heard the mixed-race beauty say softly, "And... Fang Nan, that's also a girl's name, isn't it?"
Me: "...Uh..."
The mixed-race beauty narrowed her eyes, and when she smiled, her blue eyes seemed to curve into crescent shapes: "You're a very fickle man."
I smiled and didn't say anything.
Then, I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you angry about what I did to you yesterday?" I smiled bitterly and said, "At least, I'm very weak right now. If you want to fight back, there's nothing I can do."
The mixed-race beauty shook her head: "No, now you are my hope." After a pause, she looked at me very seriously: "To be honest... I've always felt that you should be a good person."
A good person?
I laughed and then sighed.
It seems like every woman I meet thinks I'm a "good person".
But can someone who commits murder and arson be considered a "good person"?
Why would you think that?
“Because…” Clearly, she had completely overcome her fear of me. This mixed-race beauty looked at me with a smile and said, “You’re the first person to come to our nightclub and spend a fortune without touching a single girl. And… you actually paid to take me out, but didn’t touch me at all. Instead, you took me shopping and even treated me to street food. In short… I think you must be a good person.”
I steeled myself, deliberately making my voice cold, and said coldly, "You're wrong. I'm not a good person, I'm a bad guy, a complete and utter bad guy!" Then I stared at her, still looking indifferent: "You'd better not ask too many questions about my affairs! It won't do you any good!"
This time, however, she didn't seem to be intimidated by my fierce appearance. Instead, she looked at me with a smile and quickly said something... and that thing made me break out in a cold sweat!
"Oh...right, you were calling out another name while you were asleep...hmm, who's Qiaoqiao? Is it also a girl's name?"
“...X half X..., #%…”
I was really sweating bullets...
Qiao Qiao?
Jojo!!
How could that be! How could I possibly call out Qiaoqiao's name in my dream!