Chapter 221 Good News Found An Ya! Bad News Almost Scared to Death!
Without stopping for a moment, Li Ziheng flicked away the cigarette butt and slammed on the gas pedal, rushing out.
By this time, it was already past eleven o'clock at night.
Li Ziheng drove all the way to the Cemetery where An Ya's mother, Chu Ningxiang, was buried.
Following the route in his memory, Li Ziheng entered the Cemetery in the dark.
It was very dark inside the Cemetery. Although there were dim lights along the way, for some reason, Li Ziheng felt a chill run down his spine.
Even the sound of the night wind sounded exactly like the ghosts in horror movies.
Li Ziheng forced himself to keep going, summoning all his courage to walk toward Chu Ningxiang's grave.
While climbing the steps, Li Ziheng vaguely heard a faint sobbing sound.
"..."
Li Ziheng broke out in a cold sweat and thought to himself, "Could it really be this spooky?"
He was a little scared.
But then he thought, what if the crying woman was An Ya?
If it was her, wouldn't she be even more scared than him?
Thinking of this, the fear in Li Ziheng's heart instantly faded, and his courage grew a lot.
He followed the sound and searched all the way over.
But the direction the sobbing came from was not where An Ya's mother, Chu Ningxiang's grave, was located.
Five minutes later, Li Ziheng saw a figure squatting in front of a tombstone and sobbing.
From the back, it was a woman, a woman wearing a red dress.
He remembered that An Ya was wearing a fitted black suit, not a red dress. Could it be that An Ya went back specifically to change clothes?
Thinking of this, Li Ziheng summoned his courage and walked over.
"Little Ya, is that you?"
He walked behind the woman in the red dress and reached out to gently pat her shoulder.
The woman turned her head, and what met his eyes was a terrifying face.
"Ah—"
Li Ziheng screamed in fright and fell to the ground on his butt.
He kept scooting backward on the ground, his eyes filled with terror.
The woman in the red dress was startled by Li Ziheng's scream. She cried and shouted at Li Ziheng, "Why are you screaming like a ghost in the middle of the night? Did you see a ghost?"
"???"
Li Ziheng was dumbfounded.
He carefully looked the woman over and realized that her appearance wasn't actually scary. It was just that she had been crying so hard that her makeup was ruined, so she looked a bit frightening at night.
"Sorry, sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
Li Ziheng covered his chest, which was pounding like a drum, and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"Psycho!"
The woman in the red dress cursed, then squatted down again and sobbed in front of her ex-boyfriend's tombstone.
"Are you okay?"
Just as Li Ziheng was sitting on the ground preparing to get up, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Li Ziheng, who was still in shock, was instantly startled again.
He turned his neck little by little.
Since he was still sitting on the ground, after turning his head, the first thing he saw was a pair of fair, slender legs.
Following the pair of fair legs upward with his eyes, he finally saw the face of the woman who had appeared behind him at some point.
"Little Ya?"
Li Ziheng's eyes widened slightly, and his face was overflowing with surprise.
"What are you doing sitting on the ground? Get up quickly!"
An Ya's eyes were red, and she looked at Li Ziheng with sadness and grief.
"My legs are weak, I can't get up. Can you help me up?"
Li Ziheng reached his hand out to An Ya, looking embarrassed.
He really almost peed his pants just now from fright.
In the middle of the night, in a place like this, saying he wasn't scared would be a lie.
"..."
An Ya paused for a moment, looked at Li Ziheng with a strange expression, then squatted down and helped him up.
But as soon as Li Ziheng stood up, he immediately hugged her.
"Don't be like this, we've already broken up."
An Ya tried to push Li Ziheng away, but he was holding on too tight.
So tight that she could barely breathe.
"No breaking up, I won't break up even if you kill me! If you dare to break up with me, I'll die right in front of you!"
Li Ziheng's voice was a bit hoarse, and his tone carried the excitement of having found her again.
An Ya helplessly tried to persuade him: "Brother, calm down a little, don't be like this!"
"Don't be like what? Do you know I've been looking for you from five in the afternoon until now? Why didn't you answer my calls?"
After his mood calmed down a little, Li Ziheng couldn't help but start complaining.
"My phone was on silent."
An Ya replied softly.
Actually, when Li Ziheng made the first call to her, she had put her phone on silent.
She didn't want to hear Li Ziheng's voice, nor did she want to see Li Ziheng, so she chose to escape again.
But because she was too sad and had no one to vent to, she took a taxi to her mother's tombstone to cry and complain to her mother.
"I don't care, I was almost scared to death looking for you just now, you have to take responsibility!"
Li Ziheng made a shameless demand.
Hearing this, An Ya suddenly thought of the shrill scream she had just heard.
Thinking that the scream came from Li Ziheng, she couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
"You're still laughing? Don't you know that people can be scared to death by other people?"
Hearing An Ya actually laughing at him, Li Ziheng felt embarrassed and angry, raising his hand to give a hard smack on An Ya's perky bottom.
"That's enough from the two of you! My ex-boyfriend died in a car accident, and I'm grieving! But you two are here showing off your love. Aren't you afraid my ex-boyfriend will come back as a ghost and cause trouble for you?"
Just then, the woman in the red dress suddenly turned her head and scolded them with a look of dissatisfaction.
"Sorry, we're leaving right now!"
Li Ziheng knew he was in the wrong and hurriedly put his arm around An Ya's waist and walked away.
But as he walked, his body kept shaking, and his steps were a bit soft and weak.
Because the two were pressed tightly together, An Ya noticed Li Ziheng's abnormality.
She knew Li Ziheng was genuinely frightened.
Thinking that Li Ziheng had come to the Cemetery alone at night just to find her, and even got scared, she felt both touched and a little amused.
She turned her head to look at Li Ziheng, whose face was a bit pale, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"My legs are still soft, do you think I'm okay?"
Li Ziheng glared at An Ya in annoyance.
An Ya lowered her head, avoiding Li Ziheng's gaze, and her body began to tremble slightly.
"I'm sorry, Little Ya, I didn't mean to be mean to you. Please don't cry!"
Seeing this, Li Ziheng tried to comfort An Ya in a fluster.
But when he looked down, he realized An Ya wasn't crying at all; she was clearly laughing.
"You..."
Seeing this scene, Li Ziheng was instantly speechless.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it back. I won't laugh anymore!"
An Ya explained, but as soon as she looked up at Li Ziheng, she couldn't help but want to laugh again.
Li Ziheng said with a wronged expression: "I've never been this embarrassed in my life, and now you've seen it all. My reputation is completely ruined."
"Cough—"
"Hahahaha—"
An Ya wanted to hold it in, but hearing Li Ziheng say that, she ultimately couldn't hold it back and laughed uncontrollably.