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Rather than saying Liu Jian was squeezed into the stairwell by Qiu Mowen's arm, it would be more accurate to say he was dragged into the stairwell like a chicken.
Qiu Mowen released his arm, and Liu Jian stumbled back a few steps due to the sudden shift in gravity. "What... what do you want?" Liu Jian was startled by Qiu Mowen's sudden action.
However, just a few seconds later, Liu Jian regained his composure. He bit his lip to suppress the anger that Qiu Mowen had provoked in him and slightly tilted his chin.
Yet, scenes from movies quickly flooded his mind—Qiu Mowen swinging his fist heavily at his head, causing him to fall to the ground while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Of course, these were merely Liu Jian's imaginings. His professional instincts kicked in; if Qiu Mowen dared to make a move now, he would ensure that Qiu Mowen faced imprisonment.
His eyes darted around, but he realized that this location was not under surveillance, which made him feel a surge of panic. Then he suddenly thought of another question: Why was Qiu Mowen acting this way? Why was he so agitated?
With that thought, Liu Jian felt a sense of relief. He tilted his head back to meet Qiu Mowen's gaze.
Qiu Mowen stared with bright eyes, determined yet angry. He fearlessly met Liu Jian's gaze but did not make any move. A beam of light shone down from above, cascading straight onto Qiu Mowen's hair and reflecting hints of red.
The two continued to stare at each other in silence.
Liu Jian might not have realized that Qiu Mowen was currently experiencing one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. After pulling Liu Jian into the stairwell, he suddenly realized he had not prepared a reasonable explanation for his anger.
He noticed the document bag in Liu Jian's hand and became flustered again. He didn't know what identity to use to question the origin of the photos and couldn't find an appropriate excuse for his earlier reckless behavior.
He withdrew his gaze and quickly grabbed the large envelope from Liu Jian's hand, but Liu Jian's sharp eyes followed him closely.
He had no choice but to face Liu Jian's provocative gaze, which revealed a youthful confidence in his dark pupils—a brightness that made Qiu Mowen feel ashamed. This brightness perfectly matched the look in Autumn Wind's eyes from Qiu Mowen's memories.
This overlap was like a lightning bolt flashing over Qiu Mowen's head, instantly striking him. A hand with sharp claws burst out from his body, like a crazed beast beginning to tear at him wildly.
The last time Qiu Mowen locked eyes with Autumn Wind, he was filled with fear and panic, which now seemed trivial compared to the heartache he felt. At this moment, it felt as if every cell in his body was screaming to escape.
Qiu Mowen was truly angry now. He would not allow Liu Jian to harm Autumn Wind!
Qiu Mowen quickly opened the file bag and took out the photos of Liu Jian struggling with that woman, slapping them onto Liu Jian's face. The photos scattered like snowflakes.
However, Qiu Mowen did not know what to do; a mix of guilt and helplessness pressed down on his chest like a piston, and he ultimately chose to stumble out of the stairwell.
When the photos hit Liu Jian's head, his hair made a buzzing sound. Liu Jian placed his hand on his head and then bent down to pick up the scattered photos. When he recognized the images of himself struggling with his ex-girlfriend Jolie in the underground parking lot, it felt as if he had been struck on the head, causing a buzzing sensation.
How did Qiu Mowen get these photos? Did Autumn Wind know?
Thinking of this, Liu Jian immediately chased after him into the stairwell. Qiu Mowen had not gone far; he was standing in front of Autumn Wind's hospital room. Seeing Liu Jian chase after him, he curled his lip at the room, and the anger that had been on his face mysteriously vanished, replaced by a friendly demeanor.
He quickened his pace to stand in front of Qiu Mowen and followed his gaze. Autumn Wind, who had been lying on the hospital bed, seemed to have awakened.
Liu Jian pondered for a moment. He stuffed the photos into his pants pocket; folded, they became thick and made his pocket bulge.
His gaze drifted back to Qiu Mowen before he let out a gentle sigh and finally walked into the hospital room. As soon as he reached the bedside, Autumn Wind slowly opened her eyes and looked around the room like a curious child. When she saw Liu Jian holding bandages, she weakly raised her hand and gently touched his face.
At that moment, Liu Jian whispered something, and Autumn Wind glanced toward the door. Caught off guard, Qiu Mowen met her gaze. Just as Qiu Mowen was considering what expression to wear, his phone rang.
Before Qiu Mowen could speak, an urgent voice came from the other end: "You need to get away from there! Stay far from Liu Jian's girlfriend! I just got news that the vehicle involved in the recent accident belongs to Liu Jian, and Qiu Feng was inside. Now there are suspicions about something between Liu Jian and Qiu Feng... A large number of reporters have gathered at the hospital entrance; you need to leave quickly to avoid being photographed... If you get involved in this mess, it will be hard to untangle..."
With that, the call ended abruptly.
Reporter? One of Qiu Mowen's least favorite professions. He frowned and turned to walk towards the elevator, but just as he moved, he suddenly thought of something. He raised his hand, signaling Liu Jian to come over.
At this moment, Liu Jian no longer had that sharp gaze that made him angry; instead, he approached with a hint of humility.
Liu Jian had his back to Autumn Wind while Qiu Mowen faced her directly. As he stared at Autumn Wind, he whispered in Liu Jian's ear, "There are a lot of reporters at the hospital entrance investigating the accident between you and Qiu Feng. If you don't want Autumn Wind to suffer again, it's best to take her away immediately... I know there's a hidden elevator in this hospital..." Qiu Mowen pointed out a safe route for Liu Jian.
"What about you?" Liu Jian asked in a low voice.
"I... if you take Autumn Wind away, I'll go to the entrance and distract them..." Qiu Mowen replied. At that moment, Liu Jian nodded slightly. After receiving Liu Jian's affirmative signal, Qiu Mowen withdrew his gaze and hurriedly ran toward the elevator.
Qiu Mowen did not notice that lying on the bed, Autumn Wind wore an expression full of sorrow.
Autumn Wind turned her head toward the door, seeing Liu Jian's thin back and Qiu Mowen's desolate face. This was a scene that filled her with insight; the thin figure was wrapped in a blood-stained white shirt, and the desolate face showed shock and confusion.
She was completely unaware of the confrontation between Qiu Mowen and Liu Jian in the stairwell while she was unconscious, and she mistakenly thought Liu Jian's humility was due to Qiu Mowen saving her.
Thinking of Liu Jian's innocent and handsome face, a wave of guilt surged within her. She looked at Qiu Mowen with pleading eyes, asking him to spare her life.
In that moment of eye contact, a glimmer appeared on Qiu Mowen's face; his eyes softened suddenly, losing their passion and heat. Instead, they reflected a hint of pity and sympathy. However, before she could withdraw her gaze, Qiu Mowen pulled Liu Jian away from Autumn Wind's sight.
At that moment, Autumn Wind couldn't help but shed tears.
This was the second time Autumn Wind had cried in her memory. More precisely, this time her tears were due to Qiu Mowen's compassion.
Often, Qiu Mowen did not know what he was doing. Just like his current feelings, he knew his time was running out. This helpless urgency compelled him to quickly arrange for the lives of those he cared about and resolve all sorts of troubling matters.
He did not want Liu Jian to fully glimpse his secrets. But now, his impulsive actions in the hospital had already been keenly sensed by Liu Jian and had completely activated Liu Jian's curiosity that was originally unrelated to him.
That night, just as Qiu Mowen was about to go to sleep after studying the CD he received, he received a call from Liu Jian.
"Ervin, listen to me!" This was Liu Jian's voice. After much contemplation and weighing the pros and cons, he decided to take the initiative to call Qiu Mowen. "I just want to say that those photos were all a coincidence. I... I really have nothing going on with Jolie. It was an accident..."
"Oh, so that woman is named Jolie? Your ex-girlfriend?"
"Yeah... but that really doesn't matter. There's nothing between us anymore..." Liu Jian, fearing that Qiu Mowen wouldn't believe him, continued to explain, "Please believe me... don't tell Autumn Wind!"
In fact, Liu Jian didn't need to explain so much; Qiu Mowen had already seen the entire situation on the CD. In their conversation, Liu Jian spoke coldly and often mentioned Autumn Wind's name.
However, Qiu Mowen dared not say much, afraid that Liu Jian would ask about the origin of those photos.
Sure enough, what one fears most often comes true.
When Liu Jian sensed Qiu Mowen's trust in him, he let out a slight sigh of relief and said with a hint of pleading, "Ervin, can you tell me what went wrong with those photos?"
"No, I can't..." Qiu Mowen immediately replied without thinking.
"Why not?"
"No... no... there's no reason... I..." Qiu Mowen stammered. At that moment, he felt utterly hopeless and couldn't believe he had acted so recklessly and without regard for the consequences. "What I mean is, I didn't..."
What Qiu Mowen didn't expect was that Liu Jian on the other end of the line suddenly changed his tone. Liu Jian said, "Ervin, Wu Ge thinks you're very smart and wise. I don't understand why you're doing this..."
"I took a bold guess about your intentions; this must be related to Autumn Wind..." Liu Jian's tone carried a hint of mockery but remained authoritative, as if they were in a courtroom confrontation.
Qiu Mowen fell silent again.
Liu Jian was almost like a stranger to him, despite their encounters in various situations, they could only barely be considered acquaintances.
In his eyes, Liu Jian had always been a young man with slanted eyes, walking at the forefront of fashion, and even had a bit of a playboy vibe. Although he was deeply favored by Wang Shaowu, in Qiu Mowen's heart, he still couldn't shake off the impression of being ostentatious and immature.
However, these few words completely shattered Qiu Mowen's perception of Liu Jian. What he once looked down upon as ostentation and immaturity now became arrows shooting towards him—reminders of his youthful days that he could never return to.
He suddenly burst into laughter, feeling relaxed. He finally found the reason why Autumn Wind chose Liu Jian: "Yes, of course it has to do with Autumn Wind! Are you curious?"
"Who exactly are you!" Liu Jian did not expect Qiu Mowen to respond so painfully. He asked urgently, and this tone actually made Qiu Mowen feel at ease.
"I... I have always been protecting Autumn Wind. Do you believe me?" Qiu Mowen ended this sentence with a laugh.
But at that moment, a tremendous pain surged through his abdomen, causing his face to contort. Before he could wait for Liu Jian's response, his phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a thud, the screen immediately going black.
"Who exactly are you!" Liu Jian shouted loudly into the receiver. His ears began to turn red as if he had heard some terrible news. There was no response from Qiu Mowen on the line, only the sounds of "beep," "beep"…
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