Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 671: Someone Was Jumping Off The Roof

At this moment, both her feet were already mid-air. She only needed to jump slightly to descend lightly and weightlessly like a falling leaf — as if she was flying.

Then, a splatter of blood and flesh would follow.

The sky seemed to have brightened a little. Just like that, her gaze remained fixated on the eastern sky, not particularly focused upon anything. To be able to watch the rising sun every day appeared to be a blessing in itself for people like her.

She had already forgotten how long it had been since she last watched a sunrise. If she had been reborn once again only to experience such a painful partition between life and death, she would rather she had never gone through this life.

She reached out as if she was trying to grab hold of something, perhaps it was a strand of wind, a thread of air, but not a sliver of hope.

It was just that when she released her grip only did she realize that from the past to the present, she had never managed to hold onto anything.

The entire Lu family had almost fallen into chaos now because Yan Huan had gone missing again.

She had probably left at midnight. After a vigorous investigation, Lei Qingyi could only conclude that she had left on her own instead of being abducted. In the first place, no one could abduct a person from the Lu Family.

Just then, hurry up and find her! Ye Shuyun’s biggest fear was that something might have happened to Yan Huan. Of recent, her own mental state was already on the verge of crumbling. She had not dared to sleep a wink, and now, something had happened to Yan Huan. If anything were to happen to her, she would not be able to face her deceased son.

I will take a look there, referring to Lu Yi’s grave. Perhaps we may be able to find some clues there. But no one knew when Yan Huan left the house. By the time the maid had woken up, she was already gone, without her coat or her shoes. In such weather, it was almost as if she was disregarding her own life.

Old Master Lu was being wheeled out by the guards in his wheelchair. It had become his daily routine. The guards would take him out once every morning, afternoon, and evening. He did not speak, but merely holding a stiff, expressionless face, as if everyone that fell into his gaze was his enemy. Even the younger kids stayed away from him as they whispered to their parents, that old man looks like he’s about to eat people.

Rumor spread out far and wide, and anyone, regardless of adults or children, would keep away as far as they could whenever they saw Old Master Lu. The old master had always tenderly carried the vase with him as if it was some kind of precious treasure. Every day, when the guards wheeled out the old master to relax, the guards must worry not only for his health but also the vase in his arms. Why won’t he put it down rather than holding it every day? What should we do if it breaks? After all, the old master viewed it as something even more important than his own life.

Old Master Lu suddenly felt the sun a little too glaring for him, and he did not feel like staying out anymore. Just as he was about to inform the guards to return, his eyes squinted abruptly as he pointed upward.

“Song, isn’t there someone over there?”

The guard quickly raised his head and directed his gaze toward the direction Old Master Lu was pointing at, then, his pupils constricted rapidly, and an intense shock rippled through his heart.

Holy, there’s actually someone there!

This person doesn’t intend to jump, does she? No, she must be intending to jump. At such an early hour, even for sunbathing, surely one would not be in this posture.

“What are you standing there for?” Old Master Lu felt like slapping his guard, “Shouldn’t you be saving that person?”

Oh, right, save that person.

The guard hastily pushed the wheelchair around searching for a lift, though in the end, he could only find some stairs.

“Boss, please wait here for a moment, I shall take a look upstairs. Oh, I’ll call the police too.” Though after searching his pockets vigorously, he could not find his phone. Only then did he recall the old master’s eccentric personality — he hated to be disturbed when he was on his stroll, so he forbade his guards from carrying cell phones.

“Boss, allow me to make a call first.”

The guard began to leave hastily, though before he could do so, he heard Old Master Lu’s chilly voice, “By the time you get back, this person has probably fallen dead already.”

“Then, please wait a moment here, I will go have a look upstairs.”

The guard was aware of that too, since saving a life is more important than anything, things really should not be delayed further.

“Stay here? Why should I stay here?” the old master glared. “Are you looking down on me? When I was young, I personally went on battlefields, fought enemies, received gun injuries and killed my enemies before.”

The guard was stunned by the old master’s scolding, these were phrases commonly heard from the old master, but now was not the time for one to boast about one’s past. They were already in a peaceful era, and all those years of glory ought to have faded with the past, along with the color in his hair — only recorded in history.

Not to mention, a good man did not speak of his past glory. He was but a feeble old man now, it was not as though he would still be recognized by anyone.

“Why are you still looking at me? Go on!” Old Master Lu slammed the wheelchair handle. The guard was on the verge of crying upon hearing the Old Master’s shouts.

“Boss, it’s all the way on the fifth floor, how would you expect me to carry you up? It’s not like I could carry you along with your wheelchair?”

“Who needs carrying?” Old Master Lu snorted coldly as he yanked the blanket off his knees and stood up. Then, he began climbing up the stairs — his steps were not very quick, but his legs were clearly functioning normally like any ordinary person’s.

“Boss, your legs…”

The guard felt as if his world view was shaken. “If your legs were fine, why did you still sit in the wheelchair?” Even if sitting on the wheelchair was acceptable, why did he insist on asking me to bring him out every day, not to mention three times every day — where is the logic in this? There were people boasting about their son, their wealth, or perhaps even their car, but never had he seen anyone boasting about their wheelchair.

“I do whatever I want, do you have a problem with that?”

Old Master Lu glared at his guard. “You talk too much. If you continue running your mouth, you may as well return to the squad you came from.”

“Boss, don’t…” the guard pleaded for his own mercy. “I’ve been serving you for a couple of years now, how could anyone be more familiar with your daily routines than me, don’t you think so?”

Old Master Lu shot a glare at his guard again. This time, the guard dared not say another word.

Old Master Lu did not waste any more time. He had not forgotten that there was still someone up there.

Saving a life was more important than anything, and any other matters should be put aside first. By the time they had reached the fifth floor, they saw a woman sitting before them. She was thin, paper-thin as if a gust of wind was enough to send her flying off.

The guard was worried for the safety of the woman. If the wind was a little stronger, could it really blow her off? Actually, it seemed fine if the wind could bring her up to the sky, however, that was rather impossible. Ultimately, the woman would fly to the sky, or rather, up to the heavens.