If the Deep Sea Forgets You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

President Du's other hand wrapped around Xia Qingyi's neck as he pulled her head up forcefully with his fingers on her chin. There was a faint glimpse of blood on the left side of her neck where the knife was. "What did you say?"

There was a glint of evilness in Xia Qingyi's eyes. "You didn't hear clearly? But, I don't want to repeat my words."

Mo Han, who had been sitting opposite of them, watched in fear. It was as if they had gone back to when he had met her for the first time, when she was the only one who had gone up and calmly provoked the person who had been making a fuss when everyone else in the law firm had moved back in fear.

She had never bowed down to the strong, no matter what.

But, he did not want to see her act like this.

"Xia Qingyi, don't speak nonsense! Shut up!" Mo Han shouted from the opposite side.

Xia Qingyi had been forced by President Du to lift her head up, though she persisted as she said while her eyes slowly met President Du's, "You shouldn't worry anymore about the case, President Du. Your company misappropriated so many public funds. Just wait to spend even your next life in jail with your son."

Having heard this, President Du lost control of himself as he raised his right hand up high, wanting to stab the knife into Xia Qingyi's neck. Mo Han moved quickly towards them and kicked him from behind as he used a hand to pull Xia Qingyi behind him. The man dressed in black that had been sitting next to Xia Qingyi stood up and threw a punch towards Mo Han's jaw after he saw that his boss had collapse to the floor. Mo Han pushed Xia Qingyi towards the door with his strength after having just pulled her behind him. "Go quick!"

Xia Qingyi steadied herself as she looked at Mo Han. He was already fighting with President Du, who had gotten up from the floor, and the man dressed in black. President Du had been boiling in rage as he picked up the knife and moved it towards Mo Han, wanting to stab him. Mo Han did not even realize his movement as he had been engaged in fighting with the man dressed in black. Xia Qingyi watched this with great alarm as she picked up a plate from the table and threw it over. The plate hit President Du's head and the knife dropped to scratch a cut on Mo Han's arm as blood appeared straight away.

However, Mo Han did not have time to look at the injury on his hand as he bit down on his jaw and increased his strength to break free of the grip that the man dressed in black had on his wrist. He spun his leg over and that man collapsed to the floor Making use of the chance he had, Mo Han stepped on that man's hand as he turned to sit on that man. He held onto his head to smash it against the floor, and that man dropped.

He turned to look at President Du, who was currently heading over to where Xia Qingyi was with a knife in his hand. Xia Qingyi had her back facing the closed door, ensuring that no-one entered the room and Mo Han ran over from behind as he jumped once more and kicked President Du. President Du flew on the floor as he fainted, and the knife dropped next to him.

Xia Qingyi saw the man that had collapsed behind him and ran over hurriedly. She looked at Mo Han worriedly as she pulled onto his sleeve. "What do we do? He still has many men outside."

Mo Han patted her hand. "It's alright. The police will come in a while." He looked at the blood on Xia Qingyi's neck and touched it as he softly wiped the blood away. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xia Qingyi avoided him. "You called the police?"

"I told one of my friends in a call to inform the police if I'm not back within an hour. The police should be here in a while."

"What will we do if the people outside come in before the police arrive?"

"It's alright. We'll dispose of anyone who comes."

The sound of the door being smashed became louder outside. Xia Qingyi got frightened from the sound as she gripped onto Mo Han's sleeve and hid behind him. It was only when her hand touched his shirt that she realized that his arm was still bleeding, as blood dripped drop by drop from his finger tip.

Mo Han noticed her gaze and shifted his hand inward to prevent her from seeing his injury. "I'm fine. It's just a little bit of blood."

"I'm sorry…"

"Why are you saying sorry?" Mo Han was puzzled.

"I'm sorry…" Xia Qingyi said again with her head lowered.

Mo Han sighed, wanting to say something when he heard the sound of the police siren from outside. There was also a sudden commotion from the sounds of the door being smashed outside. Mo Han listened attentively as the commotion outside slowly quietened, and then there was a knock on the door. Mo Han made Xia Qingyi stand behind him as he moved forward to open the door.

He opened the door and saw Old Zhang standing outside in his police uniform.

"I've already caught the person. Are the two of you alright?" Old Zhang asked.

"We're fine." Mo Han pointed to the two people that had collapsed on the floor in the room as he said, "The both of them have been knocked out. Do you think they should be sent to the hospital?"

"Don't worry, we'll handle it. It isn't just an economic crime that they've committed now, they'll probably be charged with a criminal offense as well." Old Zhang looked down to see Mo Han's still bleeding arm and asked, "Is your arm alright? You should go bandage it up in the hospital."

It was only now that Mo Han felt a bit of pain from his arm. "I'll go to the hospital in a while."

"Let's go now. Officer Zhang is here. Your arm is still bleeding. I'll accompany you to the hospital." Xia Qingyi said.

Old Zhang could not hide his smile as he looked at them. He was thinking to himself that there was definitely some other type of ambiguous relationship that the two had behind the scenes. He could tell from just their eyes, which was why he was coaxing Mo Han, "Yes, yes. I'm here to settle the things. You should go to the hospital with her."

"Then, let's go." Mo Han said finally.

Even though they were going to the hospital, Mo Han was so calm that he did not seem to be the one injured. He took Xia Qingyi back to his car and drove to the hospital with one hand. Xia Qingyi was sitting in the front passenger seat when she saw Mo Han's sleeve turn red from the blood. She leaned towards the back seat and found a shirt, which she wanted to use it to tie around Mo Han's hand as a temporary bandage to stop the bleeding.

"There's no need for it." Mo Han drew his hand back as he continued to drive seriously.

However, Xia Qingyi seemed to have gotten angry as her tone was cold and hard. "Give me your hand. It's only for a few seconds."

Mo Han steered the steering wheel with his left land as he watched her bandage his arm using the shirt seriously. It felt as if it had been a while since he had seen her act like this, though he had also felt as if he had never seen her like this.

Mo Han had been telling himself these few days not to be affected by her every action. She had clearly told him that she did not like him after all, and he should not think too much. He should not think too much.

But, the further he had distanced himself from her, the more he felt that he was affected by her.

The two had seen a doctor after they had reached the hospital. The doctor said that the wound was a little deep and needed stitching. He gave Mo Han local anesthetic and asked him to sit on the hospital bed before he took out a stitching needle. He started to stitch his wound together and bandaged it.

Xia Qingyi was sitting outside of the cordoned area of the hospital bed. The two of them had been separated by the white medical curtain. She was a little down as she sat on the bench and played with her fingers.

"Don't be like that next time." Mo Han suddenly said from inside.

"Eh? Be like what?" Xia Qingyi asked.

"You shouldn't have said those words when President Du had placed the knife against your neck." Mo Han's voice was cold.

"Then what should I say? Should I have said that you would help him to clear his offense of misappropriating public funds? Should I have agreed to all of his requests?" Xia Qingyi asked instead.

"What I meant was that you shouldn't have acted so extremely. President Du was so agitated at the moment, so why did you go and provoke him further? What if he lost control of himself?"

"It'd be nice if he did. It'd leave some time for you to fight back." Xia Qingyi said without a care.

"Then why must you use such an extreme way? Can't you think of a safer way to solve this problem?" Xia Qingyi could not see Mo Han's expression with the curtain between them, though she felt as if Mo Han was reprimanding her.

"That President Du can't hurt me at all. Look at him. He has such a big stomach that he shakes even when he walks, how could he have the capacity to hurt people? Even if he did move faster, he would only give me a cut on my body at most. I have so many knife scars on my body, one or two more wouldn't hurt."

Mo Han pulled open the curtain suddenly and Xia Qingyi looked up at him. He was sitting on the hospital bed as the doctor was bandaging his wound. His face was black from anger as he looked at where Xia Qingyi was. "Don't you want your life?"

Mo Han stood up, wanting to walk towards her when the doctor held him back. "Young lad, don't rush, don't rush. I'm not done with the bandage yet. You young couples just have to give each other the cold shoulder for two days and you'll make up again. You shouldn't be concerned with this little time, should you?"

Xia Qingyi would not dare to speak whenever Mo Han looked at her with this look. She sat on the bench obediently as she played with her fingers with her head bowed.

"We're not a couple." Mo Han said.

The doctor has just finished with the bandage as he picked up a scissors to cut away the remaining length of the bandage. He placed it on the table as he said without a care, "… That won't take too long either. It will happen soon, young lad. I'm very spot on with my judgment of people."

Mo Han stood up as he rubbed his wrist. The doctor was tidying the scissors and pliers as he reminded him, "Don't eat spicy food after going back. Don't drink alcohol too. Your wound is quite deep, so you need to let it heal properly. We should be able to take out the stitches if there's not much of an issue when you come back for your appointment next week."

Xia Qingyi looked as if she was listening to the doctor more attentively than Mo Han was, as she kept staring at the doctor from her seat on the bench.

Mo Han held his bloodied suit jacket in his hand as he looked at the letter. The doctor continued to say from behind him, "Don't let the wound touch water. Do take note when you're bathing or washing your face."

Mo Han merely nodded his head lightly before he left the consulting room.

When they went down to get his medicine, Xia Qingyi wanted to help Mo Han take his medicine as she told him that she had came to the hospital before and knew where to get the medicine. Mo Han merely placed his suit jacket in her hands and told her to wait for him outside.

In a place such as a hospital, there were a surprising amount of people queuing for medicine even though it was just a small pharmacy. Xia Qingyi wanted to stand and wait in the queue with him, though she had obediently moved to the back after seeing the weird stares from the people queuing around. She stood there as she waited for Mo Han to return with the medicine.

When they were on the way back, the atmosphere in the car was not as depressing as the days before, even if they still did not talk much. Mo Han continued to drive attentively. Xia Qingyi wanted to speak to him, though she saw that he kept staring ahead of him, as if he did not want to talk to her. As a result, she turned her head to look out of the window at the view outside.