Looking around, the surrounding twilight was heavy, and beside her lay the autumn fields.
Ji Wei tried to calm herself down and walked toward the nearest wooden cabin.
She had to figure out a way to leave this place!
Ji Wei knocked on the farmer’s door, but there was no response for a long time. The house before her was unlit and appeared dilapidated—it seemed no one lived there.
She had no choice but to sigh and continue walking forward. Follow current novels on novel-fire.net
The countryside road was narrow, and as Ji Wei walked along it, she didn’t see a single car pass by. It felt just like an isolated village. Was that why they had chosen to abandon her here, considering how inconvenient the transportation was?
The thought made her burn with anger!
Ye Cheng, that hypocritical man—she had actually thought he was a good person!
The sky quickly darkened, and Ji Wei was walking alone on the shadowy road. The night wind blew, chilling her so much that she was shivering all over.
But this wasn’t the time to stop. The nighttime temperatures were even lower, and she hadn’t eaten all day. She had to find someone’s home to stay in.
The surrounding fields were tranquil and serene, with nameless autumn insects chirping intermittently.
Ji Wei kept moving forward and finally saw a house with its lights on.
Joy flickered across her face, and she walked quickly to knock on the door.
After a short while, an elderly woman came to open the fence gate of the yard for her.
The old woman looked at her in astonishment.
She immediately noticed that Ji Wei was not a local, and likely even a foreigner. Her aged eyes reflected a sense of wariness.
The woman asked something in Japanese, which Ji Wei couldn’t understand. Guessing that she was perhaps asking about her identity, Ji Wei smiled and spoke in English, "I’m a traveler passing through. May I stay at your home for the night?"
The elderly woman didn’t understand English at all. Holding onto the fence gate, she remained highly cautious.
Ji Wei tried hard to recall the Japanese she had heard in TV dramas and then stammered out, "Hello... I want to stay for one night... Is that okay? Thank you!"
Her clumsy Japanese, paired with her accompanying gestures, made her struggle to finish the sentence. However, the old woman seemed to understand. The wariness on her face disappeared, replaced with a gentle smile, and she motioned for Ji Wei to enter.
Ji Wei followed the old woman inside.
The house was a traditional Japanese style home. Ji Wei removed her shoes and stepped onto the tatami. The elderly woman pointed to a small table nearby, and Ji Wei understood, walking over to sit on the cushion.
Soon, the old woman returned carrying a steaming bowl of ramen, placed it before Ji Wei, and handed her a pair of chopsticks.
Ji Wei gratefully said "Thank you" in Japanese.
Perhaps because she was both hungry and cold, the bowl of ramen tasted especially satisfying. She drank the broth down to the very last drop.
The old woman watched her eat affectionately, sitting quietly beside her. After Ji Wei finished, the woman silently cleared away the bowls and chopsticks.
After dinner, the old woman took a blanket from the closet and began to make up a bed for her.
Watching the elderly woman’s hunched figure, struggling as she bent over to arrange the bedding for someone she’d just met, tears threatened to fill Ji Wei’s eyes.
In this foreign country, in this unfamiliar rural landscape, encountering someone so kind was indeed a stroke of luck.
That night, Ji Wei lay on the tatami, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Now that everything had quieted down, she began to think about many things.
Being suddenly abandoned here by Ye Cheng—she was no longer angry. It was likely Gu Moqian’s intention, to keep her away from the mafia and from unknowable dangers.
But since she was already here, there was no reason to hide in such a remote place doing nothing. Tomorrow, she would find a way to leave this place!