My Life with Narration-Chapter 379 - 375: Xu Feng’s Revenge

There’s no denying it, whenever he’s in a bad mood, visiting the first-floor case office at the police station always lifts his spirits.

He both feels a bit sorry for that young police officer and even more admiration—how does he manage not to laugh?

Could it be that it’s just like in the movies, where they’re so professional that they generally won’t laugh?

Before leaving, Li Zijun told him not to come around for the next few days and to rest at home, waiting for her notification.

Her words made him really want to hit her with a triple whip and let her know what it means for young people to disregard martial arts ethics.

But considering this was at the police station entrance, and she was in uniform, he thought better of it, realizing that it carried certain risks, maybe even more than when he faced the killer last night, so he held back his impulse.

After all, the aside from Zhang Heng, the murderer, suggested no danger to strangers, but that wasn’t the case with Li Zijun.

He didn’t even need a narration to know that if he made a move, the best outcome would be getting thrown to the ground in a shoulder toss, looking both shameful and conspicuous.

If he relied on a sneak attack, perhaps he could take some small advantage, but there was no avoiding the accounting after the autumn.

Even terrorists can be negotiated with, but not her.

When he left the police station, it was already after four in the afternoon. Over the weekend, he had done little besides sleeping, and now he felt a bit frustrated as if he had lost something.

Crash~

A massive lightning bolt tore across the night sky, casting everything outside in a stark white. Thunder roared shortly after, making it feel like the glass on the balcony shook.

"Whoa, looks like it’s going to rain pretty hard!" Su Qing marveled.

No sooner had he spoken than big raindrops started falling, quickly turning into a downpour, hitting the ground with a crackle and raising wisps of white steam. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Seeing this, he hurriedly closed the window to prevent the rain from being blown inside.

After several consecutive cloudy days, Jiangcheng City finally welcomed a heavy rain, which took away the last of the summer heat.

As the saying goes, ’A rain in autumn brings a chill,’ and the temperature would gradually decline, eventually ushering in autumn with a comfortably warm climate.

With rain pouring down outside, Su Qing sat leisurely at the balcony table, enjoying the view. He really liked this kind of weather, as long as he wasn’t commuting to or from work.

At the moment, his eyes were glued to the street outside, trying to spot Shen Yi’s car.

Being Sunday, he wasn’t sure if Shen Yi went to the office, but he was certain she wasn’t home.

Fortunately, Da Huang wasn’t around either; lately, it mostly hung around with its owner, or else it would have been howling from hunger after a day and a night without anyone at home.

At this moment, sudden urgent knocking and a dog’s barking came from the door.

"Open the door, open the door!"

It was Shen Yi’s voice, but she sounded quite panicked.

Without a second thought, he dashed over and flung the door open, and the next moment, a petite figure rushed into his arms.

For an instant, Su Qing was stunned. He could feel Shen Yi’s warmth, her clothes slightly damp, and her whole body trembling lightly.

This left him bewildered, particularly when Shen Yi had been avoiding him after her last social disaster, even giving him a break. Why was she acting so unusual today, directly triggering this time?

"Uh... you’re not going to tell me you’re afraid of thunder, are you?" Su Qing frowned, looking incredulous as he asked.

It’s not unreasonable for him to think that way, given that such scenes frequently appear in movies, like Stephen Chow’s character Jiu Gu Niang. Wait, why am I thinking of Jiu Gu Niang? Could it be I’m a bit twisted too?

In recent years, the trope of women fearing thunder has appeared countless times, speeding up romantic developments as men and women draw closer.

He even wondered if this was another new plan of Shen Yi’s.

But he soon noticed something unusual; at that moment, Da Huang was slightly hunched, baring its teeth toward the hallway.

This was Da Huang’s typical battle stance. Even when someone tried to take its chicken leg, Da Huang wouldn’t defend its food. After being hit with a slipper several times as a puppy, he learned his lesson.

So Da Huang wouldn’t show that expression to familiar people. Even when he became a canine version of Zhao Zilong in Jiang City, battling multiple geese at his landlord’s hometown, he only barked without baring his teeth.

"What’s going on? Speak up." Su Qing patted Shen Yi’s back.

However, his question wasn’t answered, but Da Huang’s two barks clarified things for him.

"Woof Woof~~ Whimper~ Woof~ Howl~" [Someone was chasing us; a black-clad, bad guy. He even tried to snatch my food ticket; let’s go down, poop scooper, and teach him a lesson!]

Hearing this, Su Qing couldn’t help but widen his eyes. They really encountered danger; was it a hooligan, or was someone doing it deliberately?

Meanwhile, the narration played in his mind.

[Xu Feng, who has lost everything, was pushed to the brink during this period. Economic disputes even resulted in his father’s leg being broken in an accident. Under such pressing circumstances, Xu Feng lost his sanity. Last night, in panic, he accidentally stabbed a debt collector, and out of control anger led him to Shen Yi, plotting retaliation.]

[They got into a physical altercation. Luckily, Da Huang bit the assailant, allowing both to escape.]

Hearing the narration, Su Qing was somewhat incredulous. How daring could this be? This was a residential area, not some remote wilderness.

However, considering what people pushed to the edge are capable of, they probably wouldn’t care anymore—Zhang Heng was one such example.

"Is someone chasing you? I’ll go take a look!"

With that in mind, he pondered consoling Shen Yi while heading down to check, but she stubbornly refused to let go, nor did she speak.

With no other option, he had to close the door first and bring Shen Yi inside.

It took nearly ten minutes for Shen Yi to gradually recover, finally letting him go.

"Have some water. Did you see who it was?" Su Qing passed her a cup of hot water.

That’s why hot water seems to be a cure-all; even a fright can be calmed with some. Most importantly, it’s free.

With both hands around the cup, Shen Yi shook her head. "No, he was drenched by rain, wearing a hat and mask. The moment I got out of the car, he rushed out. It seemed he wanted to drag me back into the car. Thankfully, Da Huang jumped up and bit him, scaring him off.

We ran and shouted all the way, took the stairs instead of the elevator, while he chased for a bit. Maybe he feared Da Huang or didn’t want my shouts to attract attention, but it seems he ran off. It...it was really scary.

You don’t think he’ll come back, do you?"

At her words, Su Qing gave her a look—isn’t that a given? If confronted by a hooligan, they’d usually retreat after one failed attempt. But this was Xu Feng we’re talking about.

"Stop overthinking, just call the police first!"

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