Good Morning, Miss Undercover

64

My mother wiped off the stream of tears flowing down my face and looked at me with distress. "Don't cry, it will affect your wound. Your principal was guilty in the eyes of the law, eventually, he would still not be able to escape. Thanks to you, when he died he was able to keep his lifetime of good reputation but if it was another person, he would have been tarnished. In short, your principal was able to close his eyes and leave with peace of mind.........."

I cried even harder.

The days thereafter, I was immersed in my grief over the principal's death. I was too disinterested to speak and sometimes I felt so regretful that I wanted to bite myself and sometimes I did not feel regretful......repeatedly being self-contradictory. Everyone knew that I could not get out of my caged mind, painstakingly advised me and I just numbly nodded until Kang Zixian said. "If you were to relive that part of your life, you would still have done the same again."

"As for him......he had made his choice. You have done your best."

When he finished speaking, the bright sunshine flowed abundantly through the window, pouring onto the floor in a faint golden glow, I began to feel some relief.

The days of rehabilitation were painful and long but fortunately, there were many people by my side so I did not feel bored.

Dong Zi would visit me in the evenings and occasionally Deng Loong would be following behind him, giving me a mischievous look. He sarcastically told me that in my previous life, I could have been a lizard. My recovery was rapid due to the fact that I ignored him.

The matter between these two people, I was unable to control any more. Dong Zi did not show any signs that he was being forced and sometimes he could be heard shouting at Deng Loong, probably they had reversed their roles.

Every two or three days, Stone would come to look over me and sometimes he would come with his girlfriend. When he came over, he did not do anything except sleep on the big sofa in the ward. With his curly-haired head bowed, he could sleep the whole day and he could sleep better than me. I asked him why he was so tired, he told me that these few days were the high school graduation carnival and the students have been pulling him along for meals and singing karaoke throughout the night.

I nodded as I drank my mother's boiled soup and remembered the bright smile of a boy.

Accidently that night, I saw Jiang Li's handsome cold face, the usual cold appearance that he shows to people, giving the illusion that he was unapproachable. In fact, only after getting to know him, one would be able to find that, the cold heart of this youthful boy, is actually a warm heart.

He came with a big bouquet of carnations, standing in the doorway, his cold eyes showed a trace of nervousness. Actually, I was eating pieces of apple that Kang Zixian was feeding me and when I saw him standing at the door, I nearly spat out my mouthful of apple juice.

I looked at Kang Zixian, smiled slightly and said. "I want to eat fruits, why don't you go and get me some."

This excuse had become my usual way to get him to leave the room. He stared at me fiercely, chewed on the piece of apple that he was about to feed me and walked out of the door. My mouth twitched into a smile, such an attractive man, even when biting into the apple so ferociously to vent his anger, could even look so gorgeous.

"Very beautiful flowers." I smiled slightly at the boy. "Really matches up with this old woman."

Jiang Li put down the bright colored bouquet of flowers, stood hovering over me, looked at me with his cold arrogant eyes lifted up. "I heard you were dying."

Probably I had already been accustomed to the young man's usual haughty appearance to cover his inner concern for me. I smiled indifferently, looked at the cute little flowers and jokingly said. "Yes, ah.....but I was reluctant to leave the young handsome guys like you and was not willing to die, so I came back to scourge peoples' lives."

"You are indeed a scourge." He sat down and confirmed the fact without emotion.

I thought of the unimaginable happenings for the past half year around me and seems it was still constantly being played back in my mind. I nodded and said. "Yes, I am really a scourge."

The two of us were silent and then I asked. "Jiang Li, will you hate me?"

He laughed loudly. "Hate you? You, old woman, really think too much of yourself."

"What? Wait until you grow old, then you will understand the mentality of the elderly and their worry about their gains and losses. The most precious thing in life is .......youth."

"Oh....."

"So, I want to thank you so much. Do you know why?" I said.

"Thank me?"

"Yes, ah.....The 24 years-old, Fang Liang Liang changed into an 18 years-old Jiang Mei Da and every day danced around an 18 years-old handsome guy and experienced again the warmth of youth which I will never forget in this lifetime."

"En....."

"So Jiang Li, please don't hate me, alright?"

"Okay.......but I will always remember you."

"Will you remember Jiang Mei Da or Fang Liang Liang?"

".......Jiang Mei Da. Fang Liang Liang is just a stranger to me."

When Jiang Li was about to leave, he glanced at me, hesitated and when he reached the door, he finally lifted his long eyebrows, turned around and called me. "Fang Liang Liang."

I answered with a cry. "Ah?"

His face showed his confusion, he hesitated, then finally asked. "Why is there such a stupid undercover agent like you."

Hearing such a question, I was too shocked to speak. "Uh......."

"So, that is why she will never be an undercover agent again." From behind Jiang Li, a rich resonant low voice sounded. Kang Zixian smiled at me, his smile was full of provocation.

I felt angry. He came in and said in a sincere and earnest tone. "Police Officer Fang, for the sake of world peace, can you please refrain from undertaking any more undercover tasks? You are really the worst undercover agent I have ever seen."

I was angry, I was agitated, I wanted to cry, so I gritted my teeth and said. "Okay!"

He smiled with satisfaction. I saw him carrying two big bags of fruits that was enough to last me for a full 8 to 10 days. I was surprised. "You really went to buy?"

This time, it was his turn to be angry and he stared at me. "Lest the next time you see the need to send me out to buy fruits again!"

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water and the water sounded like melodies. Inside the window, the fresh flowers bloomed at their prettiest. It was like a night of beautiful dreams.

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