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Su Anrong looked at Chen Siyuan, showing no sign of emotion. How cold-blooded.
I was about to speak when he quietly said to me, "If your friend doesn't get back into the ring soon, don't talk about being human; even a ghost wouldn't be able to manage."
"Then why are you still here nagging?" I stepped on his foot hard and then turned seriously to Siyuan. "I promise you."
Who would have thought that Siyuan wouldn’t take my words seriously? He remained stubbornly kneeling on the ground, unwaveringly gazing at Su Anrong.
He completely ignored me. After all, we had once shared the same bed.
"Wheat, I'm not asking you." Perhaps afraid I would get angry, Chen Siyuan finally explained.
I nudged Su Anrong with my elbow, signaling him to agree, but he hesitated and remained silent for a long time.
"Garlic paste."
It wasn't until I called out to him that he reluctantly replied, "She's in charge; she makes the rules."
"Siyuan, did you hear that? Come back in," I extended my right hand, urging her to return to the ring.
"Hey, you two are taking so long with empty hands," Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan had already reached the riverbank and turned back to shout at us in annoyance.
"We're coming!" I didn’t care about anything else; I grabbed Chen Siyuan and shoved him back into the ring. "Don't come out casually again."
However, when we reached the riverbank, I realized the boat was gone.
"Forget it, Qiao Lianjiu ran off by himself and even took the boat with him. I've never seen such a stingy man."
Gao Lele mysteriously pulled out her phone to show me, and my eyes lit up.
"Lele, you are amazing! You had the foresight to take a picture of him in a skirt! Hahaha, let's post it on the school forum right now and make him abandon us!"
The three of us girls huddled together, excitedly preparing to share the news, but Su Anrong snatched the phone away, quickly tapped a couple of times, and when she returned it to us, all the photos were gone.
"What are you doing, Su Anrong?"
Garlic Boy turned back with a charming smile. "I'm afraid I won't be able to handle three monitoring duties alone later. Posting someone else's private photos on a public forum infringes on their portrait rights. Be careful or you might end up in jail—just like eating radishes and porridge."
His words made Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan starry-eyed with admiration. "So cool! That makes so much sense!"
"You've saved us three fallen girls!"
"Don't include me; I'm not some fallen girl."
Gao Lele understood immediately and said, "Oh, you're already a woman."
"Gao Lele, do you believe I would kick you into the water?"
In the end, it was that old lady across from us who called over the boatman and brought us back. When she saw us return, she was initially overjoyed to tears but then seemed to realize something and patted my shoulder. "Dear, don't be too sad. Out of the five of you who went in, only one died, and you even rescued Ali. That's quite an achievement."
"Grandma, what are you talking about?"
"That boy who likes to wear floral skirts, don't laugh at him. Just make him some more clothes," the old lady said.
I couldn't help but chuckle, realizing now that she thought Qiao Lianjiu was dead.
We maliciously chose not to explain to her and, after settling Siyuan's aunt in the hospital, rushed back to school overnight.
But on the train, Su Anrong received a call from Rice.
"Daddy, come back quickly!" Rice's voice came through the phone, and even I could hear it. Listening to his grandmother's voice made me feel unexpectedly happy, even though this happiness seemed to come a bit too early.
However, why did his voice sound so anxious?
Su Anrong, who had been lazily leaning against the bunk, immediately sat up straight. "Son, what happened?"
"Black and White Impermanence came to our house to catch someone!"
"What?" Before Su Anrong could respond, I snatched the phone away. "Rice, how could Black and White Impermanence come to my house?" After saying that, I realized I was a bit too excited and had drawn the attention of everyone in the train car.
I quickly forced a laugh and said, "Oh, they are really dedicated. It's just a play; they actually came to my house to rehearse."
"Mommy, your acting is terrible! I can tell you're lying."
Of course he knew the truth; that's why he could tell I was lying!
Reluctantly, I handed the phone back to Su Anrong. I almost pressed my ear against his mouth but couldn't hear anything. I only saw his lips moving in astonishment; it was incredible that he could do this.
After hanging up the phone, Su Anrong suddenly asked me, "How far are we from your house now?"
I quickly flipped through the map. "There should be at least a hundred kilometers left."
"That's too far."
"What do you mean?"
"We can't teleport."
"Is there something urgent?" My heart inexplicably tightened.
"Not really urgent, just worried that Black and White Impermanence might cause some trouble."
What does that mean? Did he misspeak? Shouldn't he be saying something might happen to our family? Oh no, could it be that something happened to my parents? Su Anrong must be saying this on purpose to keep me from worrying.
What should I do? What should I do? This train is moving way too slowly.
"Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Su Anrong pulled me into his arms, his warm fingers gently wiping away my tears.
"Woohoo, am I never going to see my parents again?"
"Stop overthinking. The train isn't going to derail, so how could you not see them?" Su Anrong tried to comfort me, but barely a minute after he spoke, the train began to slow down with a clattering sound and eventually came to a stop.
Oh no, could it really have derailed?
Despair filled me in an instant, and I burst into tears. "It's all your fault! Do you even realize what you're saying?"
"Attention all passengers, the train has made an unscheduled stop. Please do not panic and refrain from getting off the train. It is estimated that we will resume our journey in two hours."
Two hours? This is ridiculous.
Seeing me getting agitated, Su Anrong quickly hugged me tightly and sighed, "What I meant was that Black and White Impermanence is going to cause trouble, not that your parents are in danger. Why are you crying?"
"Are you kidding me? If Black and White Impermanence comes for a life, my parents won't stand a chance."
"Does Black and White Impermanence always come for lives? Besides, regardless of how fierce your parents are, just Rice alone is enough to handle Black and White Impermanence. So, you can relax."
Seeing him so serious, I actually started to believe him.
I quickly wiped my tears away. "If they come to my house, what else would they do but take lives? Have tea?"
"Exactly, they come to have tea with me," Su Anrong said smugly. "It's fine; let them wait. If they can hold on, they will; if not, that's their fate. But I believe our son is a sensible spirit."
Suddenly, I felt a bit sorry for those two Ghost Messengers. I had always thought that the renowned Black and White Impermanence was an unstoppable force, but it seemed they couldn't even handle Rice.
Wait a minute, Su Anrong was lying. Last time he said he couldn't defeat Black and White Impermanence either. Clearly, he was stronger than Rice. If he couldn't win against them, how could Rice possibly do it?
Either he's lying now or he was lying before—either way, he's definitely lying.
"What's with the sudden murderous intent?" Su Anrong looked at me and took a small step back.
"Su Anrong, you’ve deceived me so badly," I exclaimed dramatically with a tearful voice.
Su Anrong glanced around nervously. "Honey, let's talk this out calmly. Can you put away the murderous intent for now?"
"Then tell me, who exactly injured you on the sixteenth? If you utter a single lie, we will get a divorce."
"Alright," the woman in the upper bunk clapped her hands. "Trust is the most important thing in a marriage. We absolutely cannot tolerate lies. You’re doing the right thing, girl; make him confess."
"Thank you, sister. You should get some sleep." I felt a bit speechless; being watched by others wasn't pleasant at all, like a monkey on display. I quickly pushed Su Anrong down onto the bed and covered him with the blanket. "I'll give you some face; just tell me quietly."
"Wife..."
As soon as Su Anrong opened his mouth, I knew it was going to be ruined. The author loved to write like this; sure enough, he had just called me that when the lights in the carriage went out with a 'click.'
Fuming, I threw off the blanket and looked up, only to see a pale face pressed against the train window.
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