Obsessive Love, The Possessive Real Young Lady - Chapter 15

The alley was heavy with moisture, subtly mixed with the smell of alcohol.

Su Sui lay on the ground, gasping for breath, the dust stirred by her shallow breathing, mixed with the smell of blood, was drawn back into her lungs.

A constant ringing echoed in her head, as if someone was whispering in her ear.

“What did you do?”

“I… I didn’t mean to, I was trying to save someone.”

Su Sui’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and a succubus seemed to inexplicably rise within her, constantly tempting her to close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

She tried to struggle, but ultimately couldn’t resist, and finally closed her eyes completely.

“She… she’s not moving!!”

“Her head’s bleeding… is she… is she dead… it’s over, it’s over. If Shen Jiayan finds out, I’m done for. Qianqian, you can’t abandon me!”

Shen Jiayan…

When these three words crashed into Su Sui’s consciousness, her tightly closed eyes flickered.

Right, Shen Jiayan.

She hadn’t found Shen Jiayan yet.

Now was not the time to close her eyes and rest.

Su Sui frowned, her hands instinctively clenched, the shards of glass pinched in her fingertips piercing her skin and digging into her flesh.

The excruciating pain drove away the drowsiness.

Su Sui forced herself to take a breath and tried to sit up from the ground…

Someone must have shouted.

“She’s moving, she’s moving… she’s moving.”

“Quick!! Call, call an ambulance!”

The women shouted in a flurry, but no one noticed the vicious flash in Chen Qianqian’s eyes.

She stepped forward in her high heels, picking up the wooden stick again and walking towards Su Sui.

“What a persistent little cockroach!”

As her words fell, Su Sui, who hadn’t even fully sat up, felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, followed by a severe, dizzying blow to her head. Her vision blurred, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Seeing Su Sui fall and lose consciousness, Chen Qianqian smiled triumphantly.

The others behind her were stunned with fear, frozen in place, not daring to move.

Chen Qianqian glanced back at them: “What, are you scared?”

None of them dared to speak.

She scoffed inwardly, kicked Su Sui with her foot, and continued: “Don’t worry, I won’t kill her. At most, I’ll just give her a taste of her own medicine.”

Chen Qianqian said, pulling out her phone from her bag, finding a number, and dialing.

After a few beeps, a man’s voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding very respectful.

“Miss Chen, have you run into some trouble?”

“Surname Lei, if you want me to let bygones be bygones, then get over here right now.”

The next day.

The chirping of little birds broke the last moment of tranquility before dawn. The old man guarding the cemetery stood up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, grabbed his broom, opened the gate, and walked out.

The cemetery was located near the mountainside, offering a beautiful view.

The old man walked through the small path, climbing steadily up the hill. After a long walk, he saw a woman sitting obliquely next to a tombstone in the distance.

He moved closer, rubbed his eyes, and looked again, as if unsure.

He saw the woman with disheveled hair, looking haggard, her face pale, as if she had just come back from the dead.

The old man had been guarding the cemetery for most of his life, and he had never encountered such a bizarre and terrifying scene.

Instantly, he clutched the broom in his hand tightly, and his feet unconsciously shuffled back.

Shen Jiayan, who had been sitting exhaustedly against the tombstone all night, heard the movement, looked up, and met the old man’s gaze.

She brushed away the long hair obscuring her vision, revealing a pair of bloodshot, dark-rimmed eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: “Old man, do you have a cigarette? I’ve run out.”

The old man dropped his broom and started running.

Half an hour later, Shen Jiayan, with a low-grade cigarette she ‘borrowed’ from the old man dangling from her lips, walked out of the cemetery gate amidst his angry curses.

But after a few steps, she stopped in place.

She pulled her thin jacket around herself, turned around, and looked at the cemetery with a smile on her lips.

She had stormed out last night in a fit of pique, intending to drink at Sufang Street until morning, but when she got there, she realized she didn’t have a penny on her, and she had even thrown away her phone.

With nowhere to go and not wanting to go home.

She simply drove around aimlessly and ended up here.

Shen Jiayan had never believed in ghosts or gods in her opinion, the living were the most terrifying beings in the world.

She took the remaining half pack of cigarettes and a bottle of red wine from the car, and found her way in the dark to her mother Yang Xinjie’s tombstone.

She sat there, looking at the stars and moon in the sky, drinking and smoking, talking to the tombstone about whatever came to mind all night.

The topics she discussed, from kindergarten until now, had been recounted countless times, and she couldn’t remember how many times she had mentioned Su Sui’s name.

Until her heart calmed down, until she was tired of talking, until dawn arrived, and the old man appeared…

Shen Jiayan smiled bitterly and sighed, thinking : Indeed, being next to Mom is the most comfortable.

She then waved goodbye to the cemetery.

By the time she returned to the villa, it was around 10:30 in the morning.

Normally, at this time, Mother Su would already be up. Even if her hand was injured and she couldn’t do housework, she would recite scriptures every day at this time.

Not just Mother Su, but also Fu Jing and Shen Shihao would be sitting in the garden sunbathing early.

Even if they all woke up late, there was one person who would definitely be waiting for her at the door all night.

However, Shen Jiayan couldn’t see any trace of Su Sui.

It was too strange, so strange that she inexplicably started to panic.

She quickly searched through all the rooms in the villa but still couldn’t find anyone.

Shen Jiayan returned to her room, took out her spare phone from the drawer, and skillfully pressed a string of numbers.

But looking at “Su Sui” displayed on the screen, she hesitated whether to dial.

Just then, there was a noise outside the door.