Chapter 21: Scissors
‘F*ck. Isn’t she dead?! Why am I here?’
Lu Yibei looked calm, but his heart was full of despair. He thought of holding onto the statue of Acala, the Immovable, for comfort but found that he was holding onto air.
He left the bag on the bed in An Qing’s office!
Lu Yibei cursed himself for his carelessness, swearing to glue the statue right on his hip so that they wouldn’t be separated.
The only thing he could hear in that damp room was his own breathing. He closed his eyes, willing the scene before him to disappear.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes…
The crystal lamp could be heard creaking on the ceiling, along with the damp and musty smell of the room. Lu Yibei spent about ten minutes closing his eyes but was startled upon hearing a strange sound.
Squeak!
The closet door made a soft sound as if it had been pushed open by someone!