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His Honey My Poison
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I received a call from the police saying that my mom had been hit by someone.
When I arrived at the hospital, the first person I saw was my husband's first love, Zhang Yunxin.
She was talking to the police, signing a few documents. I stood at the entrance of the hallway, hesitating, unsure if I should approach.
Years had passed, yet she looked exactly the same as she did back then, still the most captivating presence in any crowd.
But wasn't she abroad? When did she come back?
In a moment of distraction, Zhang Yunxin finished her business and turned around.
I quickly ducked into the stairwell.
It was an instinctive reaction; even I couldn't explain what I was afraid of.
Only when her figure completely disappeared around the corner did I step out and hurriedly make my way to my mom's hospital room.
Fortunately, my mom's injuries weren't severe. According to the police, someone had shouted at her, and when she tried to dodge, she only twisted her ankle.
The perpetrator seemed to have a conscience; he insisted on taking my mom to the hospital and said they would observe her for another day. He even covered all the hospitalization costs.
So this matter was resolved peacefully through reconciliation.
I looked at my mom with a mix of frustration and concern.
"You really are too easygoing! If no one had shouted at you, who knows how badly you could have been hurt!"
"My Mom" waved her hand and said, "Forget it. That girl seems to be about your age, and her attitude is pretty good. She probably didn't do it on purpose..."
As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something and grabbed my hand again, saying, "Let me tell you, the one who bumped into me was definitely a guy. And when something happened, he had a woman come out to handle it. What a piece of work!"
"Compared to your family, he's miles away..."
Hearing "My Mom" mention my husband, I couldn't help but feel that the timing of "Zhang Yunxin" appearing at the hospital was a bit too coincidental.
So I asked "My Mom," "Mom, what does that girl look like?"
"Well, she's definitely prettier than you." "My Mom" said as she took out her phone. "I just added her on WeChat; take a look."
As soon as I saw the WeChat profile picture, I recognized her immediately—it was indeed "Zhang Yunxin"!
She was the one who bumped into "My Mom"?
No, there was also a man!
"What about that guy? Do you know him, Mom...?"
"He was wearing a mask, so I didn't get a good look. Why?"
"It's nothing..."
If it were my husband, even with a mask on, "My Mom" should have been able to recognize him.
Maybe it's just my imagination. Since my mom said that, it shouldn't be him.
On the way home, I sat alone on the subway, lost in thought.
Zhang Yunxin is back.
Does my husband know?
If he knows she’s back, will he…
I didn’t dare to think further.
When I got home, Xinchuan was already busy in the kitchen.
I changed my clothes to help him, and he asked, "Did you go out today? Why didn’t you tell me? I bought your favorite ingredients to make Braised Pork Ribs."
"Yeah, I went to the hospital. My mom got hit by someone."
As I said this, I stared intently at Xinchuan, hoping to see a hint of panic in his surprised eyes.
But there was none.
All I saw was concern. "Is Mom okay?"
I shook my head. "She sprained her ankle. She'll be fine after resting at home for a while. The other party… is a female driver."
I hesitated, unsure whether to bring up that name.
I wanted to test Xinchuan's reaction, but I was afraid that I was overthinking it and might ruin the relationship we had built over the years.
As I struggled with my thoughts, Xinchuan said, "It's not that I dislike female drivers, but most of them really aren't great at driving... Thankfully, Mom is fine; otherwise, she would definitely have a problem with her."
He picked up a piece of pork rib and placed it in my bowl, changing the subject. "I've noticed you've been quite tired lately. I can apply for annual leave soon. How about we go out for a bit? Where would you like to go?"
His tone and attitude were no different from usual, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he was deliberately avoiding something.
After dinner, Xinchuan went to wash the dishes while I rested in the living room.
I randomly picked up a book to read, but after flipping through the pages for a while, I couldn't focus on a single word.
Once he finished washing the dishes, Xinchuan began cleaning the floor. Throughout our years of marriage, he had always taken the initiative to handle all sorts of household chores. Knowing that I liked walking barefoot on the floor, he made sure to keep it spotless every day.
All our friends knew how good he was to me. No one would believe he would cheat.
In the past, I wouldn't have believed it either.
But now that Zhang Yunxin was back, things had changed...
Before going to bed, I finished washing up and came out of the bathroom to find a cup of honey water waiting for me on the bedside table.
Xinchuan knew I didn't like drinking plain water, so every night he prepared honey water for me, saying it helped replenish fluids and aided sleep.
I took a sip and felt that something was off about the water today. Beneath the sweetness of the honey, there seemed to be a hint of bitterness.
"This water tastes a bit strange," I blurted out.
"Really?" Xinchuan reached for my cup and took a small sip. "It might be the taste of bleach. We switched to a new bottled water supplier today, and it seems like it’s not great. We should stick to the old one next time."
I glanced at the water dispenser in the living room; the packaging of the water bottle did indeed look different.
I didn’t think much of it and quickly finished the water in my cup before heading to bed.
The next day.
When I woke up, Xinchuan had already left for work.
I snuggled in bed, sketching some ideas, and remembered that I had stored some materials on my old tablet that I wanted to reference.
Many old items were packed away in the top cabinet. I moved a chair and rummaged through the boxes, finally locating the one that held my old phone and tablet. As I pulled it out with some effort, I accidentally knocked down a nearby box as well.
The box fell with a loud crash, spilling its contents all over the floor.
I hurriedly began to clean up, but one item I picked up nearly made me scream—
A shirt stained with blood.
The bloodstains looked like they had dried a long time ago, large patches of dark red glaring against the originally light-colored fabric.
At first, I didn’t realize it was blood; I thought it was just a pattern on the shirt.
As I focused my gaze, I was suddenly terrified and threw the Bloodstained Clothes in my hand away, retreating to the corner and not daring to move.
How could there be such a thing in my home? Whose clothes are these?
I usually buy Xinchuan's clothes, but I had never seen this Bloodstained Clothes before.
What on earth is going on...
I was extremely frightened and pulled out my phone to call Xinchuan.
However, when the call connected, no one answered.
Looking at the Bloodstained Clothes lying on the floor, I couldn't bear to stay in this empty house for even a second longer. I grabbed my phone and rushed out the door, intending to find him at Xinchuan's company...
"Sister An, Mr. Xin didn't come to the office today. Maybe you should give him a call?"
The receptionist at the company recognized me and informed me that Xinchuan hadn't been there today.
But I clearly remembered that in the early morning, while I was still asleep, he kissed me as usual and told me he was going to work.
If he didn't come to the office, then where did he go?
I called Xinchuan again.
This time, he finally picked up.
"Anan, you came to the office looking for me? I'm sorry; I had a meeting with a client today and didn't check my phone earlier. Find a place nearby to sit for a bit; I'll be back soon to have lunch with you."
"No need, you go ahead with your work. I was just passing by and thought I'd check on you."
Xinchuan lied to me.
He said he was in a meeting at a client's office, but I could faintly hear piano music in the background, along with the clinking of coffee cups and spoons.
He must be in a café. At least, he wasn't just coming out of a conference room.
Having known him for so long, Xinchuan rarely lies to me. A sense of suspicion crept into my mind, so I decided not to mention finding the Bloodstained Clothes at home.
After hanging up, I felt increasingly uneasy.
I hesitated for a moment before pulling out the accident report the police had given me yesterday at the hospital.
It had Zhang Yunxin's phone number on it.
I found a small supermarket by the roadside and borrowed their phone to call her.
Zhang Yunxin answered, her voice gentle and polite. "Hello."
I froze for a moment, unable to speak.
She asked again, "Hello, who is this?"
I quickly hung up the phone.
In just a few seconds, that call stirred up heavy waves within my heart.
I heard the background music from Zhang Yunxin's side.
It was exactly the same as the one during my last call with Xinchuan.
Aside from the fact that they are together now, I couldn't find any reason to explain this absurd coincidence.
I stumbled back home, my mind a tangled mess.
Seeing the Bloodstained Clothes still lying on the floor, I suddenly realized that what Xinchuan had been hiding might be more than I had imagined.
This Bloodstained Clothes had fallen out of a box on the top shelf.
In other words, it had been carefully stored away by someone before I discovered it.
And in this house, the only person who could do that was Xinchuan.
When I first found this Bloodstained Clothes today, I was so shocked that I instinctively went to look for Xinchuan without thinking.
Yes, after all these years, I had trusted and relied on him too much.
I never even considered that he might have something to hide from me.
Why would Xinchuan keep something like this at home?
Whose blood is that on it?
More and more questions flooded my mind, and I felt like my brain was about to burst...
Perhaps it was due to my guilty conscience that after memorizing Zhang Yunxin's phone number, I decided to burn the accident report from yesterday.
As I took out the report again, I suddenly recalled what the officer had said yesterday.
"Originally, there was a man in the driver's seat, but when we arrived at the scene, that woman insisted that she was the one driving."
There had been a man in the car.
Could that man be Xinchuan?!
A terrifying thought suddenly struck me, sending chills down my spine.
Could it be that yesterday's car accident was not just a simple mishap?
Xinchuan must have switched seats with Zhang Yunxin because he was afraid of being discovered by my mother and me...
Before Xinchuan returned home, I put Bloodstained Clothes back in its original place, not wanting him to know that I had already figured this out.
I needed to avoid alarming him.
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