Leap Forward Comics: Watch How I Become a Villainess

Chapter 235 Lightning

Night fell, and a light drizzle began to fall again tonight.

Raindrops shimmered with tiny sparkles under the lamplight. On the street, vehicles flowed endlessly, their headlights and streetlights reflecting off each other, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow on the wet ground.

Lu He stretched and walked out of the windowless interrogation room, only to realize how late it was outside.

She walked to the balcony and drew back the curtains.

Pedestrians outside held umbrellas and hurried through the rain.

The shops along the street were brightly lit, and through the rain-blurred glass windows, you could see groups of people sitting there happily eating.

I spent the whole afternoon interrogating Zhang Dian with Zheng Ming, and now I just feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Shen Tong followed her to the window: "What's wrong? Tired?"

She subconsciously kept her distance from Shen Tong's concern.

Lu He shook her head and drew the curtains again.

Xia Lan was also inside the house, calmly watching the tall buildings outside the window appear and disappear in the rain and mist.

There seems to be a certain loneliness, and also a certain expectation.

"Sister, are you alright?" Lin Zhao hadn't left yet; she sensed that her sister wasn't quite right tonight.

Xia Lan hugged her body tightly, which was trembling slightly and unable to be controlled.

She was indeed feeling unwell, not physically, but psychologically.

"Sister, are you cold?" Lin Zhao asked, handing over a blanket to put on her sister.

When she approached Xia Lan, she hesitated for a moment. This time, Xia Lan did not avoid her, so she wrapped Xia Lan in a blanket and reached out to hold the blanket.

"Sister, don't stand by the window, it's too cold. Come back and sit on the sofa, it'll be warmer there," Lin Zhao said, pulling Xia Lan into the living room.

Xia Lan didn't speak; her gaze was slightly lowered, and she seemed somewhat absent-minded.

To be honest, she doesn't like rainy nights like this; they remind her of bad memories from the past.

"Sister, are you alright by yourself?" Lin Zhao was still a little worried after helping Xia Lan to sit down on the sofa.

Xia Lan simply nodded mechanically.

"Then I'm leaving..." At this point, Lin Zhao wisely decided to go back.

Suddenly, with a "crack," a bolt of lightning exploded by the window, filling the entire room with a bright white light.

Xia Lan's eyes widened in surprise, and she grabbed Lin Zhao's sleeve.

She gripped it tightly, as if grasping at a lifeline.

This action startled Lin Zhao: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Xia Lan's breathing began to become rapid.

She was curled up on the sofa in the living room, one hand reaching out to grab Lin Zhao's clothes, without looking up or saying a word.

The night outside the window was filled with thick, inky blackness, and large raindrops pounded against the windowpane, making a dense and muffled sound.

She didn't like the atmosphere; the suffocating feeling of death brought back memories of that night.

At this moment, she didn't care about boundaries; she just clung to Lin Zhao tightly, refusing to let her leave.

Suddenly, a pale white bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, instantly illuminating the room. Immediately afterward, a deafening clap of thunder exploded. Xia Lan trembled in fright, released her grip on Lin Zhao's hands, and instinctively covered her ears.

Lin Zhao immediately realized that her sister was afraid of thunder and rain.

So she sat down next to Xia Lan, held her in her arms, and comforted her to ease her fear.

Amidst the background noise of torrential rain and thunder, Xia Lan hugged her knees tightly, hiding in Lin Zhao's arms, and couldn't help but shrink back with every flash of lightning.

"Crack!" Another flash of lightning struck, and Lu He turned around abruptly, looking at the white light behind the curtains, feeling uneasy.

"Don't go home in this weather, it's so late..." Shen Tong was still trying to persuade Lu He not to rush home: "Zhang Dian is being taken back to the police station tomorrow, so..."

Lu He didn't answer Shen Tong's question, but suddenly rushed out of the house.

"Hey!" Shen Tong exclaimed in surprise. It took her a few seconds to realize that Lu He had just run out and rushed into the rain.

"Damn it! What is she trying to do!" Shen Tong grabbed an umbrella and chased after her, unwilling to give up.

An hour ago it was just a light drizzle, but now it's pouring rain so hard you can barely move.

Visibility was also very poor.

Lu He's car keys were confiscated by Shen Tong, leaving her no choice but to run in the rain.

Shen Tong, holding an umbrella, chased after her, calling out, "Han Xi! Han Xi, stop! What are you doing!"

Lu He ran along the street, trying to flag down a car.

Shen Tong, being a graduate of the police academy, quickly caught up with Lu He, grabbed her as she ran wildly, held an umbrella over her, and angrily shouted, "What are you doing!"

Lu He's eyes filled with moisture, indistinguishable between raindrops and tears, her gaze filled with panic and confusion: "I have to go back tonight! Help me!"

"Why?" Shen Tong asked, puzzled.

"She's afraid of rainy nights like this, I have to get to her!" Lu He's thin clothes were soaked through, every wrinkle revealing her disheveled state.

Strands of her hair clung to her pale cheeks, raindrops sliding down her hair and gathering into droplets at her chin before falling to the ground with a soft "drip," splashing tiny water droplets.

Shen Tong just looked at her, her eyes filled with heartache and resentment: "Just because she's scared, you're willing to risk your life? Are you crazy?"

Lu He didn't say anything more to her and continued to flag down a car. Finally, a car stopped, and she jumped into it without saying a word.

"Then what am I!" Shen Tong's umbrella fell to the ground, and she shouted uncontrollably in the rain, at the departing vehicles and at the person who could never hear her voice.

"Then what am I..." Shen Tong murmured to herself, "And what were we before... You were originally mine..."

Her resentful gaze gradually turned to anger: "Yes, you were originally mine, all our past was real, but now you want to fall for someone else? You can forget about it..."

With each rapid and frequent flash of lightning, Xia Lan's fear intensified, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She didn't know if she was crying because she was scared or because her lover wasn't there.

Why aren't you here...? Close your eyes and let the tears fall...

Lin Zhao also started crying. She was angry that her sister and sister-in-law had left her sister alone at home overnight at a time like this.

Just as Xia Lan was overwhelmed by negative emotions and could hardly breathe, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open, and Lu He, soaking wet, rushed in.

"Xiao Lan!"

"You still know how to come back!" Although Lin Zhao was cursing angrily, he had already wisely moved aside.

Lu He reached across the coffee table and pulled Xia Lan into a tight embrace: "I'm sorry, it was my oversight... I forgot you're afraid of this kind of weather..."

"Hmph, you better comfort my sister, she's been crying for ages!" Lin Zhao angrily listed Lu He's faults, but she very consciously walked to the door, grabbed an umbrella, said "I'm going back," closed the door, and left.

Lu He's wet hair clung to Xia Lan's forehead, and raindrops dripped down Xia Lan's face.

Xia Lan reached out and gently smoothed her hair, her voice incredibly tender: "Why is your hair all soaked..."

The moment Lu He hugged her, she stopped trembling. The familiar scent and the familiar embrace felt like a solid barrier.

She's not so scared anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I left you alone at home..." Lu He stared at Xia Lan with eyes full of apology and heartache.

"Silly girl..." Xia Lan called softly, reached out and hugged her neck, then gave her a gentle kiss: "Don't always say sorry..."

"Mmm..." Lu He nodded and hugged Xia Lan even tighter.