In the gentle embrace of dawn, Jingning lay in slumber's hold,
Her phone's chime broke the silence, a call in the morning cold.
With sleepy eyes, she glanced, the name on screen did show,
"Husband-to-be," it read, and she whispered, "Oh, it's Mu Chen, hello."
A yawn escaped her lips, as she answered with a sigh,
"Good morning," she greeted, beneath the pale blue sky.
"Morning, how are you?" his voice, a tender caress,
"I'm fine," she replied, her heart in a gentle press.
"Forgive the early call, can we meet this evening's light,
At Day Dream Coffee Shop, where dreams take flight?"
"Of course," she agreed, "I'll see you there."
"Goodbye," he said, "until then, take care."
Evening fell, and in the coffee shop's warm glow,
Mu Chen and Jingning sat, their love began to show.
"Jingning," he asked, "can we register our marriage tomorrow?"
Her eyes widened in surprise, her heart filled with sorrow.
"But it's so soon," she murmured, confusion in her gaze,
He took her hands in his, his touch a gentle blaze.
"In this situation, marriage is our only way,
If we register, they'll let us wed without delay."
"Alright," she agreed, "tomorrow at two we'll go."
He smiled, a smile that melted hearts, a radiant glow.
He stood and kissed her lightly, a promise in his touch,
"Thank you, Jingning," he whispered, "I love you so much."
But shadows lurked, a man in black, a hooded figure near,
From coffee shop to mall, he followed, filled with fear.
"Master," he called, "they are trying to get their marriage certificate tomorrow ."
"Then kidnap her," the voice replied
At 1:30 AM, the Mu family stood in dread,
"Mu Chen, was anyone following?" Mrs. Jing said.
"No one," he replied, "I dropped her at the mall."
Xilian grabbed him, anger in his call.
"You liar, where is she?" he demanded with a shout,
"Let go," Mu Chen warned, "I don't know her whereabouts."
"Stop this nonsense," Mrs. Mu said "let's wait for the police."
In a dark warehouse, Jingning's fear did not cease.
Water splashed her face, a man stood tall,
"Wake up," he ordered, in the dim-lit hall.
Trembling, she asked, "Where am I? Who are you?"
"Quiet," he snapped, "here's your food."
He left her in the darkness, her heart filled with dread,
In the silence of the night, her tears silently shed.
Jingning's heart pounded in the darkness, each beat echoing her fear. She tried to steady her breath, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. The room was cold, and the silence was oppressive, broken only by the distant sounds of the city.
Meanwhile, at the Mu family home, tension hung thick in the air. The police had arrived, and officers were questioning everyone. Mu Chen paced the room, his mind a whirlwind of worry and guilt. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had missed something, some clue that could lead them to Jingning.
"Mu Chen," an officer called, "we need to know everything about your movements today. Every detail could be crucial."
He nodded, recounting their day, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside. As he spoke, Xilian watched him closely, suspicion still lingering in his eyes.
Back in the warehouse, Jingning's captor returned. He stood in the doorway, his silhouette a menacing shadow. "Eat," he commanded, pointing to the untouched food.
Jingning's defiance flared. "Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?"
The man stepped closer, his face still hidden in the dim light. "It's not about what I want. It's about what my master wants. And he wants you out of the way."
Fear gripped her, but she forced herself to stay calm. "Who is your master? Why does he want to hurt me?"
The man laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You'll find out soon enough."
As he left, Jingning's mind raced. She had to find a way out, to warn Mu Chen. She looked around the room, searching for anything that could help her escape.
At the same time, Mu Chen's phone buzzed with a message. He glanced at it, his eyes widening in shock. It was a photo of Jingning, tied up and looking terrified. The message read: "If you want her back, come alone. Midnight. The old warehouse by the docks."
Mu Chen's heart sank. He knew the place; it was abandoned, a perfect spot for a trap. But he had no choice. He had to save Jingning.
"Officer," he said, his voice firm, "I need to go. I know where she is."
The officer looked skeptical. "We can't let you go alone. It's too dangerous."
Mu Chen shook his head. "If I don't go alone, they'll hurt her. Please, trust me."
After a tense moment, the officer nodded. "We'll follow at a distance. Be careful."
As midnight approached, Mu Chen made his way to the docks, his heart heavy with fear and determination. He had to save Jingning, no matter the cost.