Chapter 37
Mu Ci turned to look at the mirror, feeling a little distracted for a moment. The face in the mirror was completely Zheng Xuran’s. Although mentally prepared, Mu Ci still felt a little weird. He tried to smile, and the person in the mirror smiled too, without any stiffness. It seemed that the quality of the human skin mask was very good.
He understood Zheng Xuran really did his best to help him escape because of that chance encounter. The ridiculous threats just now were to persuade him to leave…
Not long after, Zheng Xuran came out of the bathroom and started to take off his clothes. “Okay, change your clothes, hurry up, if you drag it any longer, someone will notice something is wrong.”
Mu Ci untied his clothes hesitantly, and Zheng Xuran got a little anxious, so he simply took off Mu Ci’s hospital gown and threw his light-colored thin sweater jacket and shirt to him.
The two men were basically about the same stature, both slim and slender, and with their well-made masks, they were almost identical.
The only thing exposed was Mu Ci’s long hair. Zheng Xuran took out a long wig and put it on himself, then put a hat on Mu Ci and kept the long hair inside. The weather was basically getting warmer now, so dressing up like this was quite in line with the season and didn’t feel out of place.
Zheng Xuran took out a mobile phone and wallet from his pocket and gave them to him, and warned him carefully: “Don’t use your own mobile phone. There must be a tracker in it. There is cash in the wallet for you to use to buy tickets, and there is also a personal bank card of mine, even Jing Zheng doesn’t know, the password is…”
Mu Ci stared blankly at Zheng Xuran’s lips opening and closing, a little unable to keep up. His common sense was still too lacking, and it took him a long time to understand just one order.
Finally, Zheng Xuran stuffed all these things into the small box and handed them to Mu Ci. He sighed softly, “Okay, you can go.”
Mu Ci looked at him as if looking in a mirror, feeling a little strange and… Ridiculous, he was still uneasy and backed down, “But if…you, give me your mobile phone number so we could keep in touch. If Gu Huai gives you trouble, just call me and I will definitely help you.”
Zheng Xuran smiled softly, seeming to be very helpless and tolerant. He took out a sticky note and wrote a number on it, and put it in Mu Ci’s pocket, “I gave you the number, don’t worry now.”
Mu Ci nodded, pressed the paper into his pocket very preciously, and looked at Zheng Xuran seriously, “If something happens, you must call me, I will definitely come back to save you.”
Zheng Xuran couldn’t help laughing, he opened the door, laid on the bed, and waved to him, “Okay, go.”
Mu Ci didn’t know what to say, so he could only nod hastily, adjusted his facial expression, and walked out with the box.
When the bodyguards outside saw him coming out, they all bowed slightly and said, “Young Master Zheng, are you leaving?”
Mu Ci didn’t dare to speak and hummed in a low voice. He didn’t even dare to look back, for fear of exposing himself and letting down Zheng Xuran, who worked hard. He lowered the brim of his hat and hurried away.
Not long after his figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, the bodyguard immediately peeked in through the crack in the door. Seeing “Mu Ci” sitting quietly by the bed drinking water, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stand upright at the door. He didn’t know the people inside had already replaced, and the real one already escaped.
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Zheng Xuran came by car. Mu Ci couldn’t drive and didn’t have a driver’s license, so he had to hail a taxi on the side of the road and set off to the bus station.
After the hospital was completely behind him, Mu Ci dared to take off his hat and let out a long breath. His long hair flowed down and was as smooth as satin. The driver couldn’t help but glance at him in the rearview mirror, “Brother, are you an actor?”
Mu Ci was not in the mood to chat with anyone, so he shook his head perfunctorily and just stared out the window. There was a hustle and bustle outside the car window, and all the living beings disappeared as suddenly as clouds and flowing water.
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During dinner, Gu Huai came in on time with a nutritious meal carefully prepared by the chef at home. While changing his shoes, he said shamelessly: “I brought you your favorite food today. By the way, I will sleep with you tonight. You don’t have to stay alone in the empty room. Are you happy?”
Zheng Xuran turned around and glanced at him lightly.
He didn’t speak at all, but Gu Huai’s expression changed. He put down the lunch box in his hand and strode forward, grabbed Zheng Xuran’s hand, weighed it slightly, and then reached out to touch Zheng Xuran’s ear.
Sure enough, he touched a weird, small protrusion. Gu Huai’s eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Zheng Xuran’s neck with his big hands and threw him heavily on the hard floor. He asked sternly: “Where is Mu Ci? What did you do to him?!”
Zheng Xuran was thrown mercilessly.
He fell down so hard and he couldn’t stand up for a while. So, he simply didn’t stand up. He sat on the ground and looked up at the gloomy Gu Huai. He suddenly smiled for some reason and said, “Young Master Gu has really good eyesight. He noticed it just by looking at me.”
Gu Huai recognized it. His voice and eyes became more sinister, “Zheng Xuran, don’t think that I dare not touch you because you are from the Jing family. What did you do to Mu Ci?!”
Zheng Xuran turned to look at the sky outside and lowered his head. He said, “At this point, he should no longer be in this province, right? Young Master Gu, you are just like Jing Zheng. You are always arrogant and act recklessly. You never consider other people’s feelings. I can’t escape Jing Zheng, but Mu Ci can from you. He’s definitely not the little bird in your cage.”
He slowly took off his mask bit by bit, revealing his original face. Gu Huai was surprised to find this man’s face had some indifference, even relaxation, as if the one who escaped was not Mu Ci but himself.
Gu Huai took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, took out his phone and gave a few orders.
“Contact them immediately and set up checkpoints on all national highways leaving the province. We must arrange our people at each entrance to check carefully!”
“Detach a group of people to patrol the province. Maybe he hasn’t left the province yet. What are the bodyguards of the hospital doing? Check all the surveillance cameras at the gate for me! See which direction he walked from!”
“Notify Jing Zheng and see what good things his dog has done!”
Gu Huai squeezed the phone tightly and pressed the button, turning off the screen. He lowered his head and stared at Zheng Xuran sternly, gritting his teeth almost viciously. “I won’t kill you, but don’t think it will be easy for you if you fall into Jing Zheng’s hands.”
Zheng Xuran just closed his eyes and said no more words.
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Mu Ci felt physically uncomfortable riding in a crowded bus for the first time. He was worried about Zheng Xuran, who was staying in the ward, and the discomfort added to his anxiety. Leaning his head against the car window, he stared out expressionlessly.
The human skin mask had been torn off long ago in the bus station bathroom, and now Mu Ci’s face was reflected on the glass.
The bus had already left the province, and the setting sun was so red that it looked like it was mixed with orange cinnabar.
The aunt in the front seat was handing out oranges to her friends and handed one to Mu Ci.
Mu Ci thanked her gently but held the orange in his hand without eating it, consumed by worry.
He was contemplating whether to call Zheng Xuran. He picked up the phone but put it down again. His fingers anxiously pinched the note with the number in his pocket. Afraid it would be crushed, Mu Ci quickly took it out, saved it on his phone, and then hesitated.
After another half an hour, the bus stopped. Mu Ci got off with the suitcase in hand and stood on a completely unfamiliar street. Watching the sky gradually darken, he felt at a loss for a moment…