Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 39 That beam of light does not belong to her after all
The tidied bedroom was just like the first day she moved in.

After working for two hours and staying up all night, I finally couldn't resist my sleepiness and fell asleep on the sofa.

Drowsily, she seemed to be brought into a dream by an invisible force.

She was twenty years old that year and joined a small company as a designer assistant. When she first joined the company, she could only run errands and do odd jobs. Later, after being exposed to it for a long time, she gradually learned some introductory design methods.

She was very interested in fashion design, so she enrolled in related courses online. She also studied various design books on her own. Later, she was finally able to complete a design draft independently.

She stayed in the company for two years. She worked hard, was diligent and thoughtful, and gradually became valued by her leaders. Sometimes she would be called upon when going out to socialize and meet clients.

At that time, Sang Yu never imagined that that night would almost become a nightmare for her life.

At the wine table, she was forced to drink by several leaders. She knew that it was not safe for her to be a drunk girl outside, so she found various excuses to shirk the situation, and finally drank three glasses of wine.

She wasn't a bad drinker, and three drinks wasn't a big problem for her, but she didn't expect people's hearts to be so sinister, and someone tampered with her wine.

Half an hour later, the effects of the medicine began to take effect. Sang Yu's brain felt dizzy and his body felt faintly hot.

She lay on the table uncomfortably and relaxed, her consciousness gradually blurring, and in a trance, she heard someone talking in her ear.

"This little girl is very beautiful. Mr. Ma, I hope you can talk about the contract..."

"You can sign it now."

"Then I wish us happy cooperation in advance."

"Happy cooperation!"

"I also wish Mr. Ma a pleasant night. We won't disturb you any more and say goodbye."

The box door opened and closed, and was locked. Only Mr. Ma and Sang Yu were left inside.

He couldn't wait to walk to Sang Yu, and touched her arm greedily. His eyes were eroded, and he couldn't hide his desire. "She is really a beauty. Her skin is so tender that you can squeeze water out of it."

Sang Yu forced himself to wake up, tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, and pushed his hand away, "Don't, don't touch me..."

The man lowered his voice and coaxed: "I won't touch you. You are drunk. I will carry you to the sofa to rest for a while."

"No... don't..." Sang Yu flicked the bowls and cups on the table to the ground, trying to make a noise.

A "crackling" sound attracted the waiter's attention. She knocked on the door and asked, "What happened inside?"

"Help..." Sang Yu was about to shout but his mouth was covered, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The man walked out the door and said it was okay.

The waiter didn't dare to go in and disturb me.

Sang Yu bit him hard.

The man let go in pain, "Hiss..."

The teeth marks are deep.

He was not angry, but more excited, "It's quite wild, I like it."

Sang Yu struggled to hold on to the table and took a few steps back.

The man looked at her like he was looking at a prey, eager to try, "Don't you feel uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, come to me. I can help you. Don't worry, I will be very gentle. If you follow me from now on, I will give you whatever you want." What."

He was still trying to make the people in front of him obey.

Sang Yu clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails into his palms to stay awake, "Don't touch me... It's illegal for you to do this..."

"I haven't done anything yet." The man spread his hands innocently, with a successful smile on his lips, "You will beg me for it in a while."

Sang Yu kept retreating to the window, unable to retreat.

My chest seemed to be weighed down by something, and I was about to fall into the abyss of despair.

The man pressed forward step by step, coaxing her: "Come here, obediently. What's wrong with doing happy things?"

The panic in Sang Yu's eyes increased sharply, a layer of dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his lips had lost their color from her bite.

When the man approached, she suddenly picked up a potted plant from behind and threw it at him with all her strength.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the ceramic tiles shattered on the ground. The man's arm was also injured. He suddenly yelled angrily: "You bitch! If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined!"

Sang Yu took the opportunity to run to the door. He didn't have much strength and twisted the door several times before opening it. The man ran after him, clutching his injured arm.

As soon as Sang Yu went out, he screamed for help. When he passed a corner, he was caught off guard and bumped into the person on the opposite side. He staggered and almost fell, but was caught by a strong arm in time.

When she raised her head, the man's exquisite three-dimensional facial features came into view.

Sang Yu was stunned, as if he was hallucinating.

Even after so long, she still clearly remembered this face.

The boy who made her heart flutter at first sight.

Nowadays, the temperament is more cool and noble.

Like an inescapable fate, she unexpectedly met him again when she was most embarrassed.

"Stop you bitch!"

A rude and violent voice came from behind.

Sang Yu didn't want to think so much. He hid behind Xi Jinbai and grabbed his hand and begged: "Please, save me... I want to call the police... They drugged me..."

Her voice was trembling.

Xi Jinbai directly ordered Cheng Xiang to throw the man to the police station.

Sang Yu's physical load reached its limit, and he passed out after confirming that he was safe.

I woke up in the hospital, my nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant, I had a splitting headache, and my thoughts were confused.

"woke up."

A clear and magnetic voice fell into my ears.

Sang Yu came back to his senses, turned to look at the source of the sound, and happened to meet Xi Jinbai's eyes.

His eyes were dull for a moment.

It's not a dream, it's really him...

At the moment when I was lost, I heard him say again: "Can you let go?"

There was a trace of doubt on Sang Yu's face, and only later did he realize that he was holding something in his hand.

—His shirt cuffs.

Sang Yu hurriedly let go and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The originally flat fabric of the shirt was wrinkled by her grip.

Xi Jinbai pressed the folds on it and said lightly: "It's quite strong."

"I'm sorry..." Sang Yu's cheeks turned redder and his ears felt hot, "Thank you for sending me to the hospital."

Xi Jinbai said "hmm" and was about to get up and leave.

Sang Yu was afraid that he would never have the chance to see him again, so he made the most daring move in his life.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, took Xi Jinbai's hand and begged, "Can I stay with you?"

Xi Jinbai's eyes flashed with surprise, "Stay with me?"

He looked over with deep eyes, seeming to have the ability to discern people's hearts.

Sang Yu's eyelashes fluttered and he explained in a low voice: "My, my mother is sick, can you help me... whatever you want me to do..."

They are all adults, and the implication is obvious.

There was a long silence in the ward. It was so long that Sang Yu thought that he would not answer. The hope in his heart dissipated little by little, and then he heard him say: "It's okay not to talk about feelings."
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Sang Yu woke up from his sleep.

His eyes were empty, and there seemed to be something missing in his heart.

She touched her cheek numbly and realized that she was crying.

That beam of light did not belong to her after all.

(End of this chapter)