Second Female Lead Xia Muzhu

The night was deep, and the stars and moon were dim.

Xia Muzhu, full of grievances, walked under the not-so-bright street lamps, making the delicate low-heel shoes clatter.

Really!

Who is so bored late at night?

Using such a low - class way to deceive people!

Xia Muzhu was fuming. Whenever she thought of the call from that strange number, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

What neighborhood committee?

What registration is needed?

What kind of registration is done at night?

The neighborhood committee has long been closed and off work!

She was so stupid. She actually fell for this trick!

Thinking of this, Xia Muzhu got even angrier. She was angry at the hateful prank call and also at her own stupidity. She forgot to confirm the news with the neighborhood committee and just ran here for nothing, being made a fool of!

Xia Muzhu was in a fit of anger and found everything unpleasant. Coincidentally, there was an empty soda can thrown by someone on the roadside. Although it was not in her path, she still went out of her way to walk towards the empty can.

When she reached the can, Xia Muzhu lifted her foot, ready to vent her anger.

"Clatter!"

As Xia Muzhu had expected, a crisp and noisy sound of the soda can rang out in the quiet and deserted alley. But there was no smile of having pulled off a prank on her face. Instead, she shrank her neck, looking panicked.

She looked down at the soda can at her feet. After confirming that the can was still in place, Xia Muzhu stiffly turned her neck and looked in the direction where the sound of the can had come from.

At a street corner where the street lamp couldn't shine clearly, a man was standing quietly. When Xia Muzhu's gaze fell on him, he suddenly took a step to the side and hid in the alley.

The man didn't hide quickly. Xia Muzhu saw who he was and also saw his eye - catching bleached white hair.

It's him?

Xia Muzhu's heart sank. She had often seen this white - haired man in the past few days, either when she went out to buy groceries or when she went downstairs to take out the trash. She always saw his furtive figure.

Xia Muzhu instinctively looked around. There was no one around, and it was so quiet that there wasn't even a stray cat.

It was already late autumn. Night fell early, and the temperature dropped sharply. People who went out for a walk had already been frozen back home. And this path was not a main road, so there was usually little traffic and few pedestrians.

Seeing that there was no one around, fear welled up in Xia Muzhu's heart. She no longer cared about the empty soda can by her feet and quickly quickened her pace towards home.

As she walked away quickly, Xia Muzhu frequently turned back to look. She found that the white - haired man hadn't left and was still following her.

Moreover, it seemed that he knew he had been exposed, and now he didn't even pretend. He just walked quickly towards her.

Xia Muzhu was extremely anxious. The heavy footsteps approaching from behind were like the howls of a wild beast, constantly tearing at her fragile nerves.

Finally, Xia Muzhu couldn't take it anymore. She could no longer stay calm. She picked up her handbag and started to jog.

After Xia Muzhu started running out of fear, the footsteps behind her also quickly changed from slow to fast and sounded like the person was also running.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind her, Xia Muzhu tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart and began to recall if there was a grocery store nearby or some late - closing snack stalls.

As long as she could find even one stall or a passer - by, she believed the person behind would definitely not dare to chase anymore!

But after a moment of recollection, Xia Muzhu found despairingly that the nearest grocery store was more than a block away, at least 800 meters. Moreover, that grocery store was not open 24 hours a day, and it was very likely to be closed at this time.

Just when Xia Muzhu was extremely anxious, she keenly caught a conversation.

There was someone nearby?

Xia Muzhu was overjoyed. She quickly turned around and ran in the direction where the sound came from. After running across a street, in a dark alley of a residential area, she saw a figure.

The man was standing under the dim street lamp, holding a mobile phone to his ear, and was speaking in a rough voice into the phone.

Seeing this man, the glimmer of hope that had just risen in Xia Muzhu's heart suddenly plummeted to the bottom.

Because this man seemed even more worrying than the strange white - haired man who was chasing her closely.

He had a head of non - mainstream yellow hair that covered half of his face, a slovenly standing posture, and a small tattoo showing outside his collar.

This didn't look like someone she could ask for help at all. Instead, he seemed like another terrifying abyss waiting to devour people!

Xia Muzhu stopped in place, gasping for breath. She was extremely conflicted in her heart.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to take the risk of asking the man in front of her for help or to continue running and find a more reliable passer - by to ask for help.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the footsteps behind her got closer again. Xia Muzhu instinctively looked back and saw that the white - haired strange man was less than five meters away from her.

Xia Muzhu was so scared that her legs went weak. She no longer cared about the exaggerated appearance of the man under the street lamp and ran towards the only hope at present.

When she reached the yellow - haired man, Xia Muzhu instinctively hid behind him, pointed at the white - haired man standing not far away, and gasped for breath as she said:

"Big brother, can you help me?"

"He, he has been following me all the way."

"Following?"

"What following?"

The yellow - haired young man put the mobile phone into his pocket. He looked blank, obviously still confused and not understanding what had happened.

Before Xia Muzhu could continue to explain, the white - haired man who had followed her all the way wiped the sweat from his forehead and took the lead to say with a smile.

"It's nothing, big brother. This is my girlfriend. We had a little argument, and she's just being stubborn with me."

Hearing this, the yellow - haired young man turned his head and looked at Xia Muzhu in confusion.

"No, no!"

"I'm not his girlfriend. I don't know him at all!"

Xia Muzhu shook her head like a rattle and quickly denied what the white - haired man had said.

"Dude, don't listen to her."

"She's my girlfriend. Her name is Xia Muzhu. You can ask her if you don't believe me!"

The white - haired man said confidently.

The yellow - haired young man turned to look at Xia Muzhu again.

"No, it's not true!"

"My name is Xia Muzhu, but I really don't know him!"

Xia Muzhu kept denying, so anxious that tears were about to fall.

This time, the yellow - haired young man didn't turn to look at the white - haired man again, waiting for him to come up with more convincing evidence. Instead, he stared at Xia Muzhu for a while and asked:

"I think you look a bit familiar.

Have we met before?"

Hearing the yellow - haired young man's words that seemed like a pick - up line, Xia Muzhu instinctively looked up at him.

Under the dim street lamp, a look of doubt gradually appeared in Xia Muzhu's panicked eyes. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. A glint of light flashed in her beautiful almond - shaped eyes, and then the light quickly expanded into thick joy and happiness.

She looked at the yellow - haired young man and said in surprise:

"It's you!"

"You're the one who helped me at the pub that day!"

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