Shen Huaizhou and Zhong Lingyu slept in separate rooms for one night.
As for Shen Huaizhou, he had insomnia.
He was always thinking about the urn.
Why didn't Zhong Lingyu bury her mother's ashes?
She was angry with him and didn't want to use the cemetery he found.
Or...is she having other ideas?
Shen Huaizhou thought of how meek Zhong Lingyu had been these days.
Except for being sick today and losing control of her argument with him, she was completely obedient to him.
Even when a factory was built to move her mother's grave, she was not too aggressive.
Shen Huaizhou felt that this was not a good sign...
He stayed up all night and lay quietly until the next morning.
It was getting dark, so Shen Huaizhou went downstairs to make breakfast.
At about seven o'clock in the morning, Zhong Lingyu also woke up.
Just as the rice was ready, he took the porridge upstairs.
When Zhong Lingyu saw him, he didn't say anything and drank up the porridge honestly.
Shen Huaizhou's voice was slightly hoarse and he said, "What happened last night..."
"I have a fever and am not very clear-headed. Don't take it to heart if I say anything." Zhong Lingyu drank his porridge with his head down, looking as if nothing had happened.
It's like the quarrel last night never happened.
This made Shen Huaizhou even more uneasy.
He would rather she have a big fight with him.
Shen Huaizhou said in a joking tone: "You can calm down in one night. My wife is so broad-minded?"
Zhong Lingyu blew the hot porridge with a calm expression, "The servant said, you are tired after a long day of work, and you still have to take care of me. Why should I bother with you anymore."
It sounds like he doesn't care.
But Shen Huaizhou felt that these words were perfunctory.
His eyes flashed and he said nothing.
After Zhong Lingyu finished eating, Shen Huaizhou suddenly said: "It's almost the end of the month and I'm going to Xiangcheng. You have to be good at home and take care of yourself, you know?"
Zhong Lingyu's heart stopped for half a beat.
She lowered her eyes and wiped the corners of her lips, humming slightly.
Shen Huaizhou asked her what gift she wanted, and he brought it to her.
Zhong Lingyu said: "I don't lack anything, I don't need to bring anything."
Shen Huaizhou stroked her face and said, "My wife is getting better and better."
Being good is a little unreasonable.
Zhong Lingyu was still a little tired.
She didn't notice the strange look in Shen Huaizhou's eyes, so she lay on the bed again, closed her eyes and said, "Shen Huaizhou, I want to sleep for a while, but I still feel uncomfortable."
Shen Huaizhou kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep, I'll be here to watch over you."
Zhong Lingyu slowly closed his eyes.
This time, she didn't sleep peacefully.
I think about it every day and dream about it at night.
She dreamed that her boat ticket and her mother's urn were all dug out by Shen Huaizhou.
He was angry that she lied to him and locked her into an abyss without light.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhong Lingyu's forehead.
She woke up with a start, sat up suddenly, and breathed heavily.
"Madam, what's wrong with you?" The servant who was about to wipe Zhong Lingyu's body was startled.
Zhong Lingyu covered her heart and said, "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."
"When people are sick, they tend to have nightmares. Madam, you must have a good rest. I think you are still weak." The servant was concerned.
Zhong Lingyu ignored it and asked, "Where is Shen Huaizhou?"
"My husband just left on business. Let me tell you that he will be back for dinner in the evening."
Zhong Lingyu said she understood, then she waved the servant out and locked the door.
She walked to the closet and took out the rattan leather box from the bottom.
The ferry tickets are still there in the mezzanine of the rattan suitcase.
Zhong Lingyu was afraid that Shen Huaizhou would find out, so she deliberately put a piece of hair in it. The hair remained intact and lay across the ticket.
The urn is also kept well in the rattan leather box.
Shen Huaizhou probably didn't notice it.
Zhong Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Her legs were a little weak and she slid along the wardrobe and sat on the floor.
After a long while, she stood up.
June 29th is here soon.
No surprise, Shen Huaizhou went to Xiangcheng.
Before leaving, he told her a lot.
Zhong Lingyu arranged his cloak for him and said goodbye to him.
The night Shen Huaizhou left, Zhong Lingyu ran into the bedroom and packed all his luggage.
Then she went to the kitchen and made some pastries.
There is something in the pastry.
She carried a large plate of pastries and distributed them to the guards guarding the bungalow.
Out of duty, the first reaction of the guards was to refuse.
But I can't stand Zhong Lingyu's kindness.
They each ate a piece.
Zhong Lingyu watched them eat it with her own eyes, and then she went upstairs and waited quietly for nightfall.
At one o'clock in the morning, Zhong Lingyu changed into men's clothes and left with a rattan suitcase.
The guards were all fast asleep and she didn't disturb anyone.
Zhong Lingyu found the rickshaw driver she had contacted in advance and went to the pier overnight.
She faded away.
The lights in the bungalow gradually lost sight of her.
Only the howling wind enveloped her thin body.
Zhong Lingyu walked away without even looking back.
An hour later, she arrived at the dock.
The boat ticket is for seven o'clock in the morning.
She stayed at a nearby hotel and waited quietly for dawn to arrive.
After a while, a ray of sunshine came in.
Zhong Lingyu opened his eyes, picked up his luggage, and followed a group of travelers to take a boat.
She followed the number on her ticket and found her private room.
The private room was clean and empty.
Zhong Lingyu put down his luggage and waited for the boat to sail.
She looked outside through the window, thinking quietly.
At this time, Shen Huaizhou had probably arrived in Xiangcheng.
When he comes back, he will be furious if he finds that she has escaped.
But at that time, she was already in Shaocheng.
Shen Huaizhou would not find out about a small and remote town like Shaocheng.
Their fate may have ended here.
Zhong Lingyu lay on the table and slowly fell asleep.
When I woke up again, I didn't know how much time had passed.
Zhong Lingyu felt that he should have slept for a long time.
But why didn't the ship sail?
There is still a dock outside and the boat is still docked.
Could it be that it was too late?
Zhong Lingyu rubbed his eyebrows and pushed the door open.
She wanted to find a waiter to ask, but she couldn't find anyone on this ship.
Obviously when we boarded the ship, there were so many passengers...
Zhong Lingyu looked uneasy and returned to his small private room.
When she reached the door, she was suddenly stunned.
She remembered that when she came out, the private room door had been locked by her.
Why...the door is ajar now?
For a moment, Zhong Lingyu's hair stood on end.
