Qi Xiuyuan could only recognize that Lincoln limousine.
It was definitely the car that was parked in front of the school’s main gate the first time he was ‘received.’ It had that extremely arrogant license plate number. It was now parked in front of the Arc de Triomphe, a famous entertainment place.
“Driver, stop here,” said Qi Xiuyuan out of reflex.
After getting out of the taxi, Qi Xiuyuan remained standing at the same spot. Turning his head slightly, he stared at that limousine for a while longer.
Then, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Xiao Li’s number.
What should I say? I saw your car in front of the Arc de Triomphe. It just so happens that I’m also here. Wouldn’t it be better if we go together? What if he’s actually not here? If this car was picking up and dropping someone else, what should I say? Ah, so you’re actually not at the Arc de Triomphe, that’s fine. Since we’re already on the phone, how about meeting up? If I say it like that, would he come out? Would he think I’m boring then refuse? No, he won’t refuse. He would only find a reason to decline, right?
When all he heard was, “Sorry, the person you are calling is temporarily unavailable, please call again later,” Qi Xiuyuan then put his phone away.
Why didn’t he pick up? Is he busy? Who is he with? If he noticed the missed call, would he call back?
Qi Xiuyuan let out a long sigh before taking another glance at that Lincoln limousine again, then he decided to leave. But his legs seemed to have a mind of their own. Curious, he turned and walked into that small alleyway to the side. He felt about in the dark alley in an attempt to see if he can reach the back alley of the Arc de Triomphe or not.
The Arc de Triomphe would definitely demand an extremely expensive membership card. It would be impossible to enter through the front. If I can somehow get to the back alley and look up, maybe by chance Xiao Li would be in one of those rooms, maybe by chance he would look down…
Qi Xiuyuan felt like he was a young boy awakening to love for the first time – if not, he was indeed a madman. Otherwise, why else would he do this kind of senseless action? For amusement?
Through the dusky lighting, Qi Xiuyuan turned two corners, then walked straight for a while longer. When he raised his head again, it seems the Arc de Triomphe has become a lot closer. Ahead was a vague corner. He couldn’t help but speed up.
All of a sudden, a hand stretched out from within the darkness and pushed his back. Qi Xiuyuan didn’t have time to react when someone pressed him against the wall. Qi Xiuyuan’s hands hit the wall to support himself, he wanted to turn around but the person used all the strength in his hand and held the back of his neck, pressing his face against the surface of the wall.
“Don’t make any sound,” the person said in a low menacing threat. “Undress!”
Qi Xiuyuan frozen for a moment, he thought he had appeared in a fantasy.
“Don’t try anything stupid. Take it off!” The person’s hand pressed into his neck again.
His face was pressed so hard against the wall, that it was quickly going to deform.
“It’s me, Qi Xiuyuan.”
The pressure on his neck disappeared as he was turned around.
“Why are you here?” Xiao Li asked.
“It’s a coincidence…” Qi Xiuyuan reacted rather slowly toward the scene.
Even though they were enveloped by the darkness, Qi Xiuyuan could still see that Xiao Li was not wearing a shirt or jacket.
“There’s nothing for you here, quick… ah!” Xiao Li swayed all of a sudden and fell forward.
Qi Xiuyuan’s eyes widened as he quickly reached out to support him. “What’s going on?”
Xiao Li’s body continued to slide down, dragging Qi Xiuyuan down with him before his knee struck the ground with a thud.
“I won’t die. I just can’t move. There are people after me… leave quickly and go find Han Jia in ‘Jin Ting’…”
“No, that’s too far,” Qi Xiuyuan said. “I’ll carry you away.”
Xiao Li was speechless as he leaned on Qi Xiuyuan’s sturdy body. The problem now was, he could not control the violent tremble that befell his limbs. His voice was hoarse when he spoke again, “Hurry, let’s go…”
Even though the darkness concealed them, from the deepest distance of the alley they could already hear the rapid sounds of footsteps coming their way.
The person in his embrace was a dangerous gang leader, he would always bring danger to others. But now, he was in the midst of danger and was unexpectedly weak and needed protection.
One of Qi Xiuyuan’s hand supported Xiao Li and fished around for his cell phone.
The straight hair woman with black clothes on and her subordinates quietly but with utmost speed searched around. After turning many corners, they unexpectedly saw a vague brightness in the distance. The woman raised her hand, hinting at her subordinates to remained still where they were standing. They all listened carefully to the sounds around them.
“Yes, that’s right captain. To the side of the Arc de Triomphe. Walk into the alley, then after taking a right turn, you’ll arrive. A person had fallen here… so you’re actually patrolling near the area ah, that’s really great! Okay, I won’t hang up the call, but how much longer until you guys get here? I think this is not an ordinary drunkard…in two minutes? Come with more people! After we finish with this, everybody can go out and eat a midnight snack together…”
The black outfit woman’s complexion changed, and her clothes sink into the darkness. She made a hand gesture, and the group of people that quietly and rapidly came, also quietly and rapidly disappeared into the dim light of the night.
Waiting until the slightest sound of footsteps could not be heard anymore, Qi Xiuyuan finally put the phone down only to notice that his palm was sweaty.
“Xiao Li, are you okay?” He asked, quickly taking off his shirt and draping it over Xiao Li’s.
Still trembling, Xiao Li’s voice was quite low. If one was not listening carefully, one simply would have not heard him said, “… thank you…”
“Should I take you to the hospital or Jin Ting first? Grab a taxi or look for your driver?”
“… take a taxi… go to the hospital… what are you doing…”
“I… I’m just helping you put this pants on.” Qi Xiuyuan was flustered as he busily took off his own pants and dragged it up Xiao Li’s legs.
Although he had dreamt about this scene, once his hands touched Xiao Li’s skin, all he felt was coldness. He didn’t know whether it was the cold sweat from his own hand or Xiao Li’s.
In that instant, no romantic thoughts conjured. He only took felt sorry for this person.
On this night, a strange phenomenon occurred and created a scene on the street.
A young man wearing only underpants was carrying on his back another drunken man, while flagging down a taxi in the middle of the street.
Although there were not many pedestrians during this time, the ones that did see this would shake their heads in disapproval and sigh.
‘Public morals are degenerating every day,’ they muttered.