bookrandom Chapter 330 Where are you now
Chapter 330 Where are you now
The night was like a thick black curtain, hanging heavily over the entire city, as if it was going to swallow up all the light and warmth.
In the spacious and luxurious bedroom of Jinyang Villa, Mu Xiaoji sat beside the broken window like a sculpture, in a daze.
His eyes were empty and the scene of the fierce argument just now kept flashing in his mind.
The little monster's originally fair and handsome face suddenly became extremely red and swollen because of the slap he gave in anger, which was shocking.
However, the little monster seemed to be completely oblivious to the severe pain in his body. He just pleaded with his eyes full of tears and despair: "Xiao Ji, don't..."
But at that time, Mu Xiaoji was already blinded by anger. He ruthlessly picked up the marriage certificate that had fallen on the ground and pulled it hard with both hands. With a crisp "hiss" sound, the marriage certificate that symbolized their love and commitment was torn into two halves.
Then, he threw the two broken certificates into space like garbage.
Jiang Chengyu's red and swollen eyes looked at the pieces of the marriage certificate falling like snow. His heart was broken and his whole body was trembling. He crawled on the ground helplessly to pick up the pieces of the marriage certificate.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji's eyes inadvertently swept across the portrait of the two of them hanging on the wall, which was carefully painted by Alice.
Looking at the figures in the painting who had once been happily dependent on each other, an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart. He suddenly stretched out his big hand, and directed his palm force towards the painting, intending to destroy it.
At this critical moment, the little monster suddenly woke up, and stood up and pounced on Mu Xiaoji regardless of everything, knocking him down in an instant and successfully preventing him from destroying the painting.
The painting fell to the ground under Mu Xiaoji's palm wind. Jiang Chengyu was quick-witted and used his palm to roll up the painting.
The little monster held down the angry Xiaoji, his heart as silent as death. He said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, Xiaoji, take care of yourself from now on."
After saying this, a hot tear fell on Mu Xiaoji's face; then he used all his strength to break free from Mu Xiaoji's restraints.
He turned around and pounced on the scroll, then, holding the painting, smashed the glass on the window without looking back, and disappeared into the night like a wounded bird.
Mu Xiaoji's originally clear and bright eyes were now flooded with tears. The crystal clear tears slowly slid down his pale cheeks, drawing sad arcs in the air, and finally dripped onto the cold ground.
Dean Guo looked at the heartbroken child with a distressed look on his face. He quickly reached out and grabbed Mu Xiaoji's arm, trying to help him up from the ground. He comforted him softly, "Xiaoji, get up quickly. The ground is too cold. You will freeze to death!"
Mu Huiying on the side also quickly echoed, tightly holding Mu Xiaoji's other hand, and said anxiously: "Yes, child, don't torture yourself like this, Jiang Chengyu should have left long ago."
However, Mu Xiaoji seemed to have lost all his strength and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the two men's warm hands.
Finally, he succeeded in breaking free of his restraints and crawled forward like a zombie. Every inch he moved forward seemed so difficult, but he had no intention of giving up.
He crawled to a pile of torn papers and stopped. Those pieces of paper were the marriage certificate that once symbolized his happy marriage.
Now, they are shattered, just like his broken heart. Mu Xiaoji carefully stretched out his trembling hands and picked up the fragments one by one, as if piecing together the good times that have passed.
At this moment, a black card caught his eye. It was the black gold card of the little monster, symbolizing his status and power.
Mu Xiaoji's hands were shaking more and more violently, but he still tried to calm himself down and picked up the black gold card steadily with the hand that had already been soaked with tears.
Tears continued to pour out, like a flood that could not be stopped. They fell drop by drop, and soon wet the ground under Mu Xiaoji, forming a small wet puddle.
Mu Xiaoji ignored it all and continued to crawl forward with difficulty. His target was the familiar car keys and mobile phone not far away.
When he finally got the two things, his lips began to tremble uncontrollably and he let out a low whimper.
The voice was full of despair and sorrow, and it moved people...
At this moment, the scene that had been missing for two years appeared before my eyes as clearly as a movie scene.
I saw the little monster sitting alone and helplessly on the huge rock by the sea, his helpless body trembling slightly, and tears flowing down like a broken dam.
Mu Xiaoji couldn't help but feel scared. While crying, she asked at the top of her lungs: "Little Monster, why? Why do you treat me like this? What did I do wrong? Yes, it was me who brought you so much disaster and grievance;
I'm a bastard, I'm not a fucking human. So you're taking revenge on me by betraying me, right?
Little monster, I want you to come back, I want you to come back and give me an explanation; why did you do this to me? "
Mu Xiaoji was already sobbing, but he still stubbornly continued to shout: "Little Monster, I beg you to come back to me! Come back to me and give me a reasonable explanation in person. Tell me, why are you so cruel to me?"
Dean Guo and Mu Huiying, who were standing by, looked at Mu Xiaoji, whose emotions were almost out of control and almost hysterical, and their hearts were filled with worry and helplessness.
They wanted to go forward and offer comfort and advice, but they didn't know where to start, and were at a loss for a moment.
In the dead of night in early spring, the biting cold wind cut people's skin like ice knives, and Jiang Chengyu's lonely figure was the only one on the quiet street.
The dim street lights flickered and swayed in the strong wind, emitting a faint light, just like his helpless and confused inner portrayal at the moment.
Jiang Chengyu was just wandering barefoot aimlessly on the cold asphalt road. His feet were already red and swollen from being rubbed, but he seemed unaware of it.
The silky and elegant pajamas he was wearing fluttered in the cold wind, and his loose trousers swayed at his feet with his steps.
His hands were like iron pliers, tightly gripping the painting, his knuckles turning white from the strain.
In his world, it seemed as if this painting was his only hope at the moment and the only remaining connection with his past life. Apart from this, he could no longer find anything else to grasp in the vast world.
He didn't know how long he walked, but he looked up in despair and vaguely saw the Hongsheng Royal View Hotel with its neon lights shining.
He walked into the hotel lobby with heavy steps, and a warm breath hit him in the face, in stark contrast to the cold outside.
The waiter saw the visitor with sharp eyes, and hurried over to greet him, with a professional smile on his face, and asked softly: "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel?"
Jiang Chengyu was slightly stunned, with an indescribable embarrassment and awkwardness on his face, and he stammered, "Can I use the phone?"
The waiter's eyes fell on his bare feet. Although he was full of doubts, he did not dare to ask more questions. He just made a respectful gesture of invitation and led Jiang Chengyu to the front desk.
At the front desk, two beautiful women with delicate makeup were smiling, but their eyes could not hide their curiosity about this late-night visitor.
The waiter hurried forward and said to them: "This gentleman needs to use the phone."
One of the receptionists was the first to speak, her voice sweet and gentle: "Sir, where are you calling to?"
Jiang Chengyu did not answer, but just frowned slightly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
When the phone was placed on the front desk, he quickly picked up the receiver, his slender fingers moving quickly on the keys, and skillfully dialed Song Shijie's cell phone number.
At this time, the waiter hurried over with a pair of hotel slippers, gently placed them on the ground, and said politely and caringly: "Sir, let me help you put them on?"
Jiang Chengyu looked down at the pair of slippers, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and he quickly said gratefully: "Thank you! I can do it myself."
As he spoke, he raised his feet and put on his slippers. At this moment, Song Shijie's dazed voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who is this?"
Jiang Chengyu took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Uncle Song, I'm Cheng Yu. Can you send a helicopter to pick me up? I don't have any ID right now, so it's really inconvenient for me to travel."
Song Shijie on the other end of the phone woke up instantly, sat up nervously from the bed, and asked anxiously: "What happened? Where are you now?"
Jiang Chengyu's voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness: "Uncle Song, let's talk to you in detail when we meet. I'll be waiting at the helipad near Renxin Hospital."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chengyu slowly put down the receiver and said politely: "Thank you!"
The beauty smiled and said, "Well, you're welcome, sir. Is there anything else you can help me with?"
"Wait a minute, can you take me to the helipad? I'll reward you handsomely."
"Okay sir, do you need a room to rest?"
"Uh, no thanks. The plane will be here soon. I'll just sit there for a while."
The waiter nodded and said, "Yes, sir. Please go ahead."
Jiang Chengyu nodded slightly and walked towards the window, looking at the night outside the hotel with empty eyes.
He knew that his life had completely changed on this night. He had no idea what kind of unknowns and challenges were waiting for him in the future, but at this moment, he could only hold on to that glimmer of hope and wait for the roar of the helicopter cutting through the night sky...