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"How can you prove that what you just said is true? And not a lie to me," I asked her. In principle, I am someone who is very averse to trouble. Is she worth trusting for me? At first, I was attracted to her because of that inexplicable feeling about her, but I still had my basic sense of caution. She couldn't fool me. But even so, I really enjoyed seeing her panic and rely on me. I just kept looking at her, as if I could see through her disguise with my eyes alone.
She fell silent and lowered her head. Her drooping eyes revealed thick eyelashes. That day, she was wearing a light yellow shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, exposing her fair hands. Suddenly, she stood up and held onto me, leaning her body into mine. Her hands were a bit cold but very soft. My body felt like a hot iron encountering cold water, and I immediately opened up to her.
But in the next moment, I lost control and embraced her again. I welcomed her lips and began to kiss her passionately. She mumbled something in protest, but her hands found their way to my shoulders...
On the next morning, I went to the place to meet Luo Zhizhong as requested by Luo Qian. It was a small coffee shop with a bar right at the entrance where the staff were busy preparing various drinks. The seats were neatly arranged, each table separated by a pot of green plants. I found a seat by the window and waited for Luo Zhizhong to arrive.
After about twenty minutes, a middle-aged man walked into the coffee shop leaning on a cane. The waitress rushed over from the bar to ask if he had a reservation, but he ignored her and looked around. Suddenly, he spotted me and carefully examined me for a moment before walking straight towards me.
"Are you Luo Qian's husband?" He looked around and seeing no one else, he sat down and asked.
"Yes, you are her father, Luo Zhizhong?" I confirmed, and looked at his left trouser leg, which hung empty. Just as Luo Qian had described, he seemed somewhat bloated and clumsy, even a bit comical in his movements.
"Are you blind? Can't you see my leg? Stop the bullshit," he said bluntly, and finished the glass of lemon water on the table.
"I've talked to Luo Qian, she doesn't want to see you again. I came here this time to give you five thousand yuan, not exactly as compensation, I can't say for sure what this money is for. I hope you won't bother her again in the future."
Suddenly, he burst into wild laughter, so loud that it startled the waiters at the bar, who stopped what they were doing and turned to look at us. But he didn't stop; instead, he laughed even more recklessly, eventually throwing his head back as if he couldn't catch his breath. Then, he fell silent, seeming somewhat melancholic and upset.
I felt extremely awkward and wanted to end the situation as quickly as possible. So, I took out a wad of money from my bag, wrapped it in a black plastic bag, and placed it on the table. Then, I prepared to get up and leave.
He grabbed my hand tightly, like a pair of pliers gripping my wrist, causing me pain. Then, he forcefully flung me back into my seat, and I obediently sat back down.
He still looked around, cleared his throat, and then leaned in close to my face, asking, "Are you really Luo Qian's husband?"
I remained silent, staring blankly at him.
"Five thousand yuan is not enough. I want fifty thousand. Give me fifty thousand, and I'll disappear immediately. You don't have to say you're Luo Qian's husband. You can even pretend to be her father." Luo Zhizhong immediately showed a ruffian expression, and the muscles on his face twitched with a smile, appearing particularly repulsive.
"What if I don't give it to you?" I asked expressionlessly. "Actually, Luo Qian has already handed in her resignation today and will be leaving this place soon. You won't find her anymore. You just want money, and this is all we're giving now."
"Someone wants to kill you. Isn't your life worth fifty thousand?" Luo Zhizhong said, leaning in again.
At that moment, a face appeared on the café's window. Although we were all sitting at a table near the window, the glass was frosted, so we couldn't see the person's features clearly. We could only see the messy hair and the eyes pressed against the glass, distorting the face in a terrifying manner. The next second, the face disappeared.
He stood up abruptly and stuffed the money on the table into his pocket. Then he pointed at me menacingly and whispered, "You can't run away. No matter where you go, I will find you. Get ready with the money." After saying that, he hurriedly left the café and soon disappeared from my sight. I felt a bit regretful that I didn't even have a chance to resist his intimidation before he ran away.
According to the agreement, to avoid being tracked, Luo Qian and I don't plan to meet again in the next few days. This suggestion was made by me because I felt conflicted about the situation, and it seemed foolish to others that I had paid five thousand yuan for Luo Qian. I even prepared for the worst, thinking that I was just being deceived by this woman and her so-called father.
About a week later, an unfamiliar phone number called.
"Wenhao, do you have time tonight?" A weak voice came through the phone, it should be Luo Qian.
"Where should we meet?"
"Well... just across from the City South Bathhouse we went to before, there's a street, go in there, I'll be waiting inside."
When I saw her, her complexion still didn't look too good. It even felt like she had lost a little weight compared to a week ago. I repeated to her everything about my meeting and conversation with Luo Zhizhong, and she frowned tightly, seeming very worried and afraid that Luo Zhizhong might appear again.
"And you? How are you? Everything arranged?" I asked somewhat perfunctorily.
"I found a fellow villager and got a job in a factory workshop. It's quite far from here, but it should be fine. It's just that it might be inconvenient for us to meet in the future."
"It's okay, we can meet on weekends in the future. And of course, he shouldn't be able to find you again. As for the threat that someone wants to kill me, there's no need to worry about it." I patted her shoulder to reassure her.
However, things didn't turn out to be as simple as I had imagined. The next day, I received a letter at the company. The letter was written in a messy, crooked handwriting with a pencil, and after reading it, I couldn't help but gasp in shock:
"Kid, remember me? I told you someone wants to kill you. You think you can hide from me? Do you think I'm just a useless nobody? Last night, around nine o'clock, you met my daughter again across from the City South Bathhouse, right? You were wearing a slim striped shirt with a gray suit jacket over it, carrying a messenger bag. Luo Qian was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans. I'm making a bet with you now, no matter where you go, I will find you. Don't even think about escaping, never! Otherwise, you'll die!"
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