Sweet Wife in My Arms

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and a ball of light flashed past her eyes. She opened the door and the familiar sight that greeted her left her heart wrenching. It was like the place she stayed at in her past life.

It was the room that took away her freedom, the place where Lu Qin drove her crazy.

Suddenly, a woman ran towards her. She wanted to step aside but she forgot how to move. The woman had a haggard face; she was in her thirties or forties but there wasn't any meat on her at all. She was like a rack of bones but she had Yan Huan's face. That was right, it was Yan Huan's face.

Yan Huan could mistaken anyone else, but she would never forget her own face.

It was her, it was her when she was 28 years old. This was her when she had lost her child and everything. There was a green needle mark on her arm that was left behind when Lu Qin drew her blood. He would make a new mark before the old one healed.

"You..."

Before she could say anything, she felt a breeze by her body and she passed through her body.

Yan Huan turned around; this was an incredible feeling. It was almost as if she was looking at herself as an outsider.

But it was her present self looking at her past self.

The skinny woman in front opened the door and clutched her stomach. But her clothes were full of bloodstains and she was in pain. Yan Huan could feel it.

Because it was her, that woman was her and she was that woman.

She followed behind her and she saw her jump down the stairs. She was holding her stomach and as she moved aside, there was red blood everywhere between her trembling fingers. That blood almost stained her entire shirt.

That Yan Huan ran into a room and closed the door. At the end of the day, she called someone's phone with her trembling fingers. Her incredibly pale face was reflected in her phone screen.

A voice came from the outside and she was thinking, she was hesitating and she was in pain. She was making a decision too. She didn't want to carry the name of a murderer and the only crime that she had committed in her entire life was to be wrong.

She pulled apart the blanket and used her skinny body to stand in front of the man.

"Don't worry, I will save you." She pressed her face onto the man's chest. She could hear his stable heartbeat and the warmth radiating from his body. She knew she would never be able to feel all these again.

"Take my life in exchange for yours."

"Will that pay back all that I owe you?"

"I have never done anything good my entire life. I have no relatives, no friends. I am pitiful and selfish. I am sly too. If there is a next life, I want to be a good person, a good and clean person."

"You must live well. Be careful, Lu Qin."

She heard a sound from outside the door as she gripped his shirt tightly. Her fingers almost ripped the buttons on his shirt as she heard Lu Qin's mother said to take action. She felt a chill at her back as a knife stabbed through. She clenched her lips as the knife was pulled out. And stabbed again. She didn't utter a single noise even at her last breath. She felt the blood staining her back and she could smell the bloody stench throughout the room. But she didn't know she was dying.

Only when she heard Lei Qingqing's voice, that anger, that timely...

She slowly closed her eyes as her fingers loosened powerlessly. But even at the end, she wanted to grip tightly on the man's buttons. Slowly, she couldn't hear anything. The last sound she could hear was that of footsteps disappearing by her ear and the sound of people rushing up the stairs.

I know you will be fine.

I know you will be safe.

Right?

Right...

Hence I will use my life to save you, I will give you my life.

I do really want to live on, no matter how cruel this world is to me, I want to live on. I want to live on to see that adulterous couple get their retribution. I want to burn offerings for my daughter every year.

I want, I want...

I have so many things that I want.

A man pushed open the door and he felt something amiss in the house. Lu Yi that bastard had woken him up in the middle of the night but at the end of the day, he was sleeping soundly like a pig.

He was too tired and hadn't thought much about it. He had fallen asleep on the sofa but in any case, whatever it was could wait till tomorrow when he was awake.

The next day when Lu Yi woke up, he felt something was wrong. His head hurt a little and he had never had a case where he woke up in the morning with a splitting headache.

"Oh, you are awake," before he reacted, Lei Qingyi stood up from the sofa and stretched.

"What were you on last night, calling me and hanging up? When I came over, you were sleeping like a dead pig. Also..." He sniffed around from time to time. "Why is there blood on you, is your period here?"

Lu Yi squinted as danger flashed before his eyes. Something seemed to be pressing on his chest; and there was the blood smell that Lei Qingyi was talking about. It was indeed in this room.

Suddenly, his eyes widened as he lifted the blanket. There was a woman lying by the side, her hand resting limply on his body. The fingers on her other hand was grabbing his pajamas. The joints were tight and clenched white, and they were stiff.

His gaze shifted lower onto the pale face of the woman. At this moment, her flowy eyelashes were drooping down, weak yet determined at the same time. There was a streak of blood across her lips too.

Suddenly, he felt his fingers trembling. He slowly lifted his fingers and placed them on the woman's neck. The icy touch and the skin that had lost its colour. The chest that was no longer heaving; there was no more pulse above her neck.

"Oh, Lu Yi, this is your type too?" Lei Qingyi wolf whistled as he stared at the woman on the bed. "So skinny, with short hair. Could it be a man, or a demon?"

"Wait," his gaze tightened.

He walked forward with big strides and lifted the blanket abruptly. The bloody smell filled the entire room in an instant. The flesh on the back of the woman was a mess and the blood had almost dried.

"Lu Yi, she is dead."

"I know," Lu Yi suddenly extended his hand and grabbed the dead woman tightly in his embrace. Then, he pressed her face in his arms. In that instant, Lei Qingyi saw the man cry. The youngest attorney general in Sea City, the proudest existence in the Lu family, was crying.