On the midsummer night, the cicadas chirped non-stop, and the air was filled with the heat accumulated during the day.
Song Yunshu stood nervously in front of the hotel room door, her hands tightly twirling the hem of her dress. Her expression was solemn.
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door in front of her with courage.
Before Song Yunshu could ask anything, the door was opened by someone and a powerful force pushed her into the room.
The next second, the door behind her was slammed shut.
The sudden darkness made Song Yunshu widen her eyes in discomfort.
In the darkness, she unexpectedly bumped into a pair of extremely bright eyes.
They were like the stars in the night sky, shining brightly.
The next day.
Song Yunshu was woken up by the urgent ringing of her phone.
She opened her eyes, and the sunlight refracted into the room through the heavy curtains.
The sound of water came from the direction of the bathroom.
The ringing on the floor pulled her back to reality.
Song Yunshu lifted the blanket and got up. She put on her clothes, picked up her phone, and rushed over.
After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped.
The man came out of the bathroom wrapped in a loose bathrobe, with drops of water still clinging to the hair on his forehead.
He swept his gaze across the empty bed.
On that exquisitely carved face, as if crafted by the gods, his expression was inscrutable.
Huo Cen walked to the bed and sat down. His sharp eyes noticed a necklace that had fallen on the carpet beside his feet.
He bent down and picked it up.
It was a ring strung with a necklace.
Judging from the size of the ring, it should be a male ring.
There was also an English letter engraved on the inner circle, S.
He recalled everything that happened last night.
The man's sexy Adam's apple rolled lightly.
The next second, he clenched the necklace in his hand.
*
After Song Yunshu left the hotel, she received a call from Aunt Xiang.
"Hello, Aunty Xiang, I'll be right there.."
"Song Song, I'm sorry. Your brother didn't make it. The doctor tried to save him all night, but it didn't work..."
In the crowd, Song Yunshu heard the voice on the other end of the phone. She felt a buzzing in her ears, and her face turned as white as a sheet.
Her body stiffened as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on her.
Song Yunshu stood helplessly on the street.
She looked left and right.
She was surrounded by strangers.
It was the peak hour of commuting, and the pedestrians around her were in a hurry. No one paid attention to her abnormality.
The next second, Song Yunshu suddenly felt dizzy and her eyes went black. She fainted without any warning.
The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see a tall figure walking towards her. He was wearing black leather shoes and trousers. She wanted to look up, but it was too late.
*
When Song Yunshu woke up again, Aunt Xiang was the only one beside her.
"Song Song, you're awake. Are you feeling okay? I was so scared when I heard that you fainted on the road."
Aunt Xiang was her mother's old friend.
After their parents passed away due to illness, although the siblings were taken care of by their uncle, An Linghe, Song Yunshu and her brother were eventually sent back to their old house to fend for themselves. They received sporadic living expenses every month. If it wasn't for Aunt Xiang, the siblings would have starved to death on the streets.
Song Yunshu couldn't care less about her own health. She sat up on the bed and grabbed Aunt Xiang's hand nervously. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Aunt Xiang, where is Yunsheng? Where's Yunsheng?"
When Aunt Xiang heard her words, her eyes immediately turned red, and the sobs in her voice were particularly clear.
"Song Song, the dead can't be brought back to life. You need to grieve"
Song Yunshu looked at her, and the hope in her heart was gradually being destroyed.
Song Yunshu felt her throat tighten and couldn't say a word for a while.
Song Yunshu and Yunsheng had relied on each other for decades. Now, she was all alone, and he was gone just like that. She hadn't even seen him for the last time. How could she possibly console herself?
"The doctor said that Yunsheng's body was too weak, and the illness was too aggressive. He couldn't fight it and..."
Aunt Xiang's words instantly made Song Yunshu lift her head.
With a shocked and bewildered look, she gazed at Aunt Xiang. Her already pale face was almost transparent. "What? What does this mean?"
"Yunsheng's immune system was too weak. He couldn't even survive a common cold."