Black Sky - Chapter 37

Looking at the dazed expression on Bai Zi’s face, Meng Yilan’s heart constricted. She wanted to continue pressing, but didn’t know how to start.

How could a person suddenly lose such deep memories?

Although she didn’t know how Bai Zi’s injuries had been caused, she must have experienced pain that ordinary people couldn’t endure.

But now, just being given an injection had made her forget everything that had happened?

“After returning to Bei City,” Meng Yilan suddenly said decisively, “I’ll find someone to give you a physical examination.”

Bai Zi was slightly stunned, and a slightly confused expression appeared on her face. After thinking for a while, she asked: “You…you came back specifically to save me, right?”

As if someone had suddenly grabbed her throat, Meng Yilan couldn’t say anything for a moment.

Then, an expression that Bai Zi couldn’t understand at all appeared on her face—a bit like she was shy, but also a bit like she was angry. The coldness in her eyes had faded a little, and instead revealed a rare sense of awkwardness.

“I said I would take you back to Bei City,” Meng Yilan frowned, deliberately ignoring the warmth rising on her cheeks, and looked at the car lights in the distance. “I have to do what I say, I don’t like going back on my word.”

Bai Zi thought for a while, and then asked: “Lin Quwei, is he okay?”

Meng Yilan turned her head back in confusion, the shyness on her face quickly fading: “He’s fine, I’ve already had someone send him back to Bei City.”

A gust of wind blew past, and Meng Yilan’s long curly hair, which was tied behind her head, fluttered. Bai Zi looked at the person in front of her, suddenly curling the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: “…What a pity.”

“Pity?” Meng Yilan’s eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

“I can feel it,” Bai Zi raised her hand, pressing it on the location of her heart, seemingly trying hard to feel something. “If it were me before, knowing that you had specifically rushed back for me, I would definitely be very, very happy.”

Meng Yilan pressed on in confusion: “What are you talking about?”

Bai Zi shook her head: “It’s nothing.”

“If you have something to say, just say it directly, don’t hide it like this.” Meng Yilan found that when she was talking to Bai Zi, she always couldn’t help but get angry. It wasn’t that she was really angry, but she just wanted to reach out and pinch Bai Zi’s face, unless she spoke properly, otherwise she would definitely rub her face flat.

Mao Mao seemed to sense that the atmosphere between the two was not harmonious, and called out softly, but neither Meng Yilan nor Bai Zi paid attention to it.

“I also…” Bai Zi’s eyes revealed a hint of loneliness. “Forgotten some things related to you.”

Meng Yilan’s heart sank, but she couldn’t help but chuckle softly, as if she didn’t care at all: “What did you forget?”

Bai Zi finally stopped beating around the bush. She looked up and made eye contact with Meng Yilan, saying seriously: “I don’t remember why I regarded you as my ‘light’.”

The smile on Meng Yilan’s face froze. Bai Zi, however, continued to say on her own: “Maybe it’s because of this that I finally realized that I must have brought a lot of pressure to you before. I was too self-righteous, like a…masochist, doing a lot of stupid things. Facing that kind of me, you must have been very uncomfortable.”

Uncle Hong in the distance was walking towards them, but Meng Yilan wasn’t worried at all that the other party would hear their conversation. She put away her smile, and said a little irritably: “You’re indeed very self-righteous, even now.”

“Indeed, I don’t understand why you would do so much for me again and again,” Although she was saying nice things, Meng Yilan’s tone was very cold, as if she was reprimanding a subordinate. “I also used to hate you approaching me very much, but now…I don’t feel uncomfortable, and I don’t think you did stupid things.”

Bai Zi opened her mouth, as if she couldn’t believe that Meng Yilan would say such a thing.

“Bai Zi, I’ve been to many places, and I’ve seen many people, but…I’ve never met anyone like you…” Meng Yilan’s voice suddenly softened. “Maybe the things you did were really very stupid to you now, but to me now, I think being treated like this by you is actually…”

For some reason, Meng Yilan couldn’t continue speaking. She couldn’t find any words to describe her inner feelings, and she wasn’t even sure what she was thinking now.

When she heard Bai Zi extremely criticizing and denying the things she had done for her in the past, Meng Yilan felt a pang of heartache, and almost subconsciously opened her mouth to refute, unable to control herself at all.

In the past, Meng Yilan had indeed disliked Bai Zi immensely, and had been eager to avoid her. But now, she knew very well that the feeling in her heart for Bai Zi was completely opposite to what it had been a year ago.

This was a situation that Meng Yilan had never faced before. Although she was already thirty years old, she felt that she was as awkward as a newly adult girl, flustered and helpless, but still stubbornly wanting to prove something.

Just then, Meng Yilan’s arms warmed—she saw that Bai Zi had hugged her.

Uncle Hong, who was approaching, saw that Meng Yilan hadn’t pushed Bai Zi away, and stopped very sensibly, turning around.

Meng Yilan wasn’t a person who liked to have physical contact with others, and was even quite resistant to it. Even before Lin Quwei was imprisoned, she and Lin Quwei hadn’t had this kind of behavior, not even holding hands, let alone hugging.

But before, in the storage room of the subway station, she had hugged Bai Zi.

And these past few days, when she had reunited with Lin Quwei, the mood she had when the other party suddenly hugged her was completely different from her current mood.

She was moved by Bai Zi’s embrace, didn’t feel disgusted by Bai Zi, who had hugged her without permission, and even had a strange throbbing in her heart.

On Bai Zi’s round head, the short hair was pricking Meng Yilan’s cheek, but she didn’t avoid it, instead letting the other party get close to her.

As always, Bai Zi’s body was very warm. Their bodies were close together, and the heat quickly transferred. Meng Yilan even felt that being hugged was a very comfortable thing.

Mao Mao, who was squatting to the side, didn’t react much to the two hugging. It only scratched its butt, and stuffed two or three leaves into its mouth, continuing to chew mechanically.

“Thank you,” Bai Zi’s arms were around Meng Yilan’s waist, her head resting on Meng Yilan’s shoulder, and she said softly, with a slightly choked voice, “Really…thank you.”

Although she had forgotten why she had regarded the person in front of her as her “light,” Bai Zi felt a surge of emotion after hearing Meng Yilan’s words, and she had an urge to hug the other party—she thought so, and she did so.

Bai Zi felt that in the deepest part of her heart, there seemed to be another self being drenched by a pleasant rainstorm. Although she couldn’t clearly sense that strange feeling, she could still vaguely feel an excited and unstoppable emotion pouring out, and even tears flowed out unconsciously.

At this time, she felt that she was hugging Meng Yilan for another person.

When she heard Bai Zi thanking her, Meng Yilan felt a pang of sadness in her heart for some reason. She could feel that Bai Zi’s mood in hugging her was different from her mood in being hugged, and she was also very certain that if it had been the previous Bai Zi, she definitely wouldn’t, and wouldn’t dare to hug her so tightly as she was now.

The more she realized this, the more Meng Yilan felt the sadness in her heart. She seemed to have inadvertently lost something very, very important.

Before Meng Yilan could think too much, Bai Zi suddenly released her.

The warmth instantly faded, and the cold wind blew, Meng Yilan couldn’t help but shiver. Even the heat that had risen in her heart due to the other party’s initiative quickly cooled down.

“Miss Meng,” Uncle Hong saw the two separate, and immediately approached, saying softly, “This place isn’t safe, we have to leave.”

Meng Yilan quickly sorted out her emotions, nodded to Uncle Hong, and walked towards the black car with Bai Zi and Mao Mao.

The two of them had different expressions, as if something serious had happened, yet also as if nothing had happened.

But before they had walked far, Bai Zi suddenly quickened her pace, getting close to Meng Yilan’s side. The latter was stunned, and the heart that had just calmed down rippled again, but she heard Bai Zi say to her in a low voice: “I heard it in the car before, those trucks are always making strange noises.”

Meng Yilan frowned slightly, but didn’t reply.

“Especially the second to last truck,” Bai Zi continued, deliberately lowering her voice so that only Meng Yilan could hear. “It sounds a lot like a mutant’s panting, and the noise is louder now than it was before.”

Meng Yilan knew nothing about the cargo carried in these trucks.

She hadn’t contacted the people from “Hongya” for many years, and had never taken the initiative to learn about the business operated by the Hongya Group, let alone that in the past year, she had been running around for Lin Quwei, and hadn’t put the affairs of “Hongya” in her heart at all.

Suddenly, Bai Zi reached out and grabbed Meng Yilan’s arm, stopping her from continuing to walk forward.

Before Meng Yilan could turn her head, the two saw a loud crash coming from the second to last truck. The entire car body even shook violently with the crash, the noise so loud that it made people feel like there was some kind of prehistoric beast hidden inside, and that the beast was constantly hitting the back door of the car’s cargo compartment.

Mao Mao jumped onto Bai Zi’s back in a panic, clinging tightly to her neck, and the mouth that had been chewing stopped at last.

Bai Zi, carrying Mao Mao on her back, grabbed Meng Yilan’s arm, and took several steps back.

At this time, she saw two guards holding guns quickly approaching the cargo compartment, seemingly wanting to check the situation inside, but the two didn’t notice that a figure had suddenly appeared behind them. Before Bai Zi could react, that figure raised a handgun, instantly blasting the two guards holding the truck to the ground.

Although the light was weak, and normal people couldn’t see what was happening there, Bai Zi clearly saw the face of that figure.

The original long black straight hair had been tied into a neat bun, and the plain and restrained face now seemed extremely cold—it was Liao Yurou, the quiet older sister of the twin sisters. Although she had just killed two people, Liao Yurou acted as if she had just swatted two flies to death, calmly walking to the back door of the cargo compartment, taking out the key, and opening the door nimbly.

At this time, the gunshots attracted everyone’s attention, and more guards ran towards that side. Uncle Hong, carrying Liao Yuting, ran towards Bai Zi, shouting at Bai Zi as he ran: “Quick! Take Miss Meng inside!”

Bai Zi no longer hesitated. She grabbed Meng Yilan, and ran towards the building not far away.

The sound of continuous gunshots and screams came from behind, and even mixed with the rough panting that Bai Zi had heard before, but she didn’t have time to look back, only pulling Meng Yilan, following Uncle Hong and Liao Yuting, and running forward.

In less than half a minute, they hid in the building through a narrow iron door.

As soon as they entered, Uncle Hong turned around and locked the iron door, and then led the others deeper into the building.

Bai Zi casually looked around, and found that this seemed to be a super large shopping mall. On the rows of giant shelves, there were various goods covered in dust, with a wide variety of types, from vacuum cleaners to barbecue grills, everything was available.

In the middle of the many shelves, there were stacks of huge wooden boxes. Bai Zi had seen many people carrying these wooden boxes to the trucks just now.

Uncle Hong led everyone quickly into a room that seemed to be a management office. He ran to the end of the room in a slightly flustered manner, and quickly found a radio communication machine.

Bai Zi turned her head, and saw Liao Yuting standing by the door with red eyes, the heavy makeup on her face unable to hide the panic at this time. She was like a broken doll that had been thrown on the side of the road, and her former exquisite beauty had disappeared.

But Meng Yilan didn’t seem to sympathize with Liao Yuting’s loss of composure at all. She asked coldly: “Where’s your sister?”

Liao Yuting raised her head to look at Meng Yilan, opened her mouth, but her lips kept trembling, unable to say anything.

At this time, Uncle Hong had finished communicating with someone on the radio, and came to Meng Yilan’s side, saying softly: “Miss Meng, don’t worry, things will be taken care of soon.” After saying that, he said to Liao Yuting, “Yuting, I want to talk to you alone for a few words.”

Uncle Hong didn’t wait for Liao Yuting to respond, and turned around and walked out of the room.

Liao Yuting sobbed softly. She glanced at Meng Yilan and Bai Zi, and also turned around and followed behind Uncle Hong.

After only the two of them were left in the room, Bai Zi immediately turned her head and said to Meng Yilan in a low voice: “The person who fired the gun was Liao Yurou.”

Meng Yilan listened, but didn’t react much, only frowning, and talking about another matter: “Before I left that prison, I asked Shi Lei something.”

Bai Zi frowned in confusion, only hearing the other party continue: “The person who had him send the bomb disguised as evidence to me…”

“Who is it?” Bai Zi immediately pressed on.

Looking at Bai Zi, who had a nervous expression, Meng Yilan vaguely felt that the other party was still the person who had regarded her as “light” before. She turned her head, not daring to continue making eye contact with Bai Zi, only saying in a deep voice: “He said ‘Liao Yu’.”

“‘Liao Yu’?”

“He didn’t have time to finish the name,” Meng Yilan said, “before he died.”

The name that hadn’t been finished, only the two words “Liao Yu.”

So it’s either those twin sisters, one named Liao Yurou, and one named Liao Yuting.