Jack 3.2

Because I have no aim, so I don't want to study hard anymore. But at this time, "Do you have any progress in your studies?", "Did you decide what university?" Both parents are asking these questions all the time.

Especially my father, he will ask me these kinds of things frequently.

"This world, no matter what, really is a society of education. I actually really want to go to college, but I had no money. So I went to a small company after graduated from high school. My boss is the kind of people that are younger than me but graduated from college. Oh, fair enough. Life is decided by everything in one's first 20 years. Depending on your studies, the place you should go has already been assigned. Although there was competition after that, those things were nothing compared to school. So don't be like me. Go to a good company. For this, you have to enter a good university. To enter a good university, you should study hard. "

Such parents are really annoying. But just to let them talk less, I pretend to go to the library to study on weekends, so I don't need to stay at home.

That day I also stuff the textbook into the bag, then left home and went to the familiar place: P Park. I deliberately avoid the shortest route. Because that road is where Clarissa jumped from the mixed building and fell to death. I don't want to get close there.

This park, comfortable space and moderate natural scenery, although not yet able to make people forget all the annoyances, but at least it is a place where you can feel calmness.

There are still a few other people in the park at that time, but I don't remember the details of them. Middle-aged men who are reading newspapers, children who play with sand and their mothers.

I sat on the bench, opened the music player and started listening to the music. Doing nothing, as usual.

However, there was a change that day.

The young woman came over from the front door. Her beauty is gorgeous and eye-catching. However, she felt nervous, walking while looking around. Her hairstyle looks very time-consuming. Wearing a pretty orange dress, carrying a white handbag that feels high fashion. She looks so different and outstanding in this park.

I felt incredible and continued to observe her, and then I looked at her, she also looked back at me. She walked towards me. Looking for something to do with me? - no, I am thinking too much. We are just strangers. I avoided her eyes.

She walked past me.

But at that time, she put something on my knees. It's a folded note, I looked at her, but she didn't look at me, hurriedly walked over to the back door.

I took off my earplugs. Then I wanted to say "You dropped something," but it was obviously not dropped coincidently but deliberately, so I swallowed back the words.

I was a little confused for a moment, should I chase her or should I open the note, and finally chose the latter. There are two items.

One is the mobile number.

Then the other is three English letters, SOS.

SOS - Hey, is that SOS for help?

I looked up from the paper.

At this time, another foreign object appeared.

A man, whose eyes were cold as if he had killed several people. He strode through me and headed for the back door.

She was almost out of the back door, but looked back at that moment. She might be watching the man, or may also be watching me. Then she immediately turned back to the front and walked out of the park to the right.

Then the man also walked out of the park and turned right.

Is she being chased? So she asked me for help?

I also ran out of the back door and looked to the right. The man could be seen a little further in front of the narrow road. She walked a little further. There are no other figures around us except the three of us. She and the man, they turned into a small alley I chased behind them.

When I turned the corner and once again took the two people into the field of vision, I remembered the phone number written on that paper. I took it out, dialed out the number.

The woman took the phone out of the bag and put it near her ear.

"Hello there."

There was a whispering female voice in my ear.

"So, I am the one who got the note from you just now. The one of SOS."

I also pay attention to not allowing men to hear so I whispered.

"Ah, that's great. Yes, SOS. I hope you can save me. I have a man behind me. He has been following me. Tracing me. Although he didn't come up to attack me, he always kept the distance that was inseparable from me. He definitely wants to track and find the location of my home. I want to get rid of him but I can't. Even if I entered the convenience store, he will stay outside, waiting. "

"I will inform the police immediately..."

"No."

"What?"

"Can't call the police."

"why..."

"Just don't. There is something hidden inside."

Can't call the police...

Could it be that she did something illegal and that's why she was being followed? I won't be involved in any trouble, will I?

I shouldn't continue to do this anymore.

She continues to say:

"So I fled and looked for someone who would come to save me. Then I saw you. You are my last hope. I beg you, please, help me."

Help me.

This sentence made me feel shuddered.

At that time, did Clarissa also want to say this to me?

Now if I don't help this woman, will she run into the same experience as Clarissa?

Can't ignore it.

This time I must, this time I must help.

"-- I see."

"Will you help me?"

"Yes."

"Really? I'm so happy."

"So what should I do?"

"You can see the corner ahead."

"Yes."

It is a t-shaped turn on the straight road. I know the roads here.

"I'll give you a signal at about the corner. You stall the man as long as you can while I run away."

"Stall the man -- How?"

"Whatever. By the way, do you have a handkerchief?"

A handkerchief?

"Yes... "

"Then give it to the man and tell him, 'you dropped something.'"

"It's just that I think he'll end up saying 'it's not mine'... "

"Then it will be a matter of words. Five seconds, ten seconds, just stall him. It's almost there. When I'm turning the corner, this plan begin. I'll run as fast as I can. You stall the man. That's it, please help me."

She hung up the phone.

I put away my cell phone and took out my handkerchief instead.

Will a handkerchief buy her time to escape?

Even if she did, would the man then force me to give him information about her?

The corner -- and the moment of decision -- drew near. My heart is pounding.

Damn it, just do it.

As she turned the corner and the man started to run, I shortened the distance between us, patted the man on the shoulder.

The manner in which the man turned around was frightening. Sharp eyes seemed to shoot me through. But don't be overwhelmed. I raised my handkerchief, saying with trembled voice:

"Hey, you dropped this. It's on the floor."

"No."

As soon as he had said that, the man turned and ran away.

"Oh, please wait."

I reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

The next moment, the man made an incredible move.

He obviously didn't touch me, but I had a feeling that the body was pulled forward. Next moment, I'm on my knees and I already let go of that man. The man didn't look at me and ran up, disappearing over the corner.

I kept that posture for a while, silently. What was it just now? Is it martial arts? He IS a dangerous person who is consistent with his appearance.

My whole body trembled.

I shouldn't continue with this kind of mess...

But Clarissa's face that flashed through my mind did not allow me to stop.

"Damn it!"

I stood up.

Around the corner, the man and woman could be seen running in the distance. A crossroads ahead, she and the man turned left one after another. It looks like the man will catch up sooner or later. Shall I go after him? No ——

I remember that the road they had turned into was a big curve that would eventually lead back to where I am now. If I follow this straight line, I should be able to get around to face them.

But there's a problem.

I need to get past the building where Clarissa suicided.

I can't walk through it. Feet shiver, breath disorder, my heart is beating faster -

Is it the time to think about that?

The past is the past. What matters is now. This is the moment when there is a woman who needs my help.

I ran.

Soon the building was in sight.

-- Ran past it with all my might.

What? That's it? It's nothing. What am I afraid of all this time?

Then we reach the point.

First she came running. She probably didn't expect to turn back down the road, when she saw me, she looked surprised, I gestured "Run!" She nodded and began to run straightly. Then turned left at the nearest crossroad.

Then the man appeared. The man was surprised to see me. I stood in front of the man and took out my handkerchief again.

"I saw it when you dropped this. It is yours."

"Don't be annoying, I said NO! "At this time the man suddenly said the opposite "Yes, yes, it is mine, satisfied?"

The man grabbed the handkerchief from my hand. In a move that I had not expected, my consciousness was left blank. He slipped past me.

But when he came to the crossroads, he seemed to have lost the track, he hesitated for a moment, and turned right where she had turned left.

In short, the plan was a success. I pray she makes a good escape.

I also chose to run away before the man came back to catch me.

When I had run far enough, the phone vibrated. It was her.

"Thank you. It was a success, thanks to you."

Her voice was different, a little brighter. The sound suggested the same orange color as her dress. I said:

"That's great."

After a pause, she said slowly:

"Ah -- so much fun."

"What?"

So much fun?

"I'm sorry. I must apologize to you. I wasn't actually being followed."

"Well, but the man was... "

"That's my bodyguard. My dad, he's an overprotective guy. I just went out for a walk, and he told his bodyguard to follow me. Well, the bodyguard was told to keep his distance and not to be in the way, but even then, being watched can be a constant annoyance, right? That's why I get rid of him today."

"Bodyguard... Your family has a lot of money."

"Well, sort of. Do you know about the huge company 'Another'?"

"Yes."

That's a famous brand. They produce high-tech products.

"My dad, is the second boss there."

"Wow."

Well, a rich lady then.

I did not know whether to be angry or to laugh, as I was thinking, she seemed to see through my thoughts and said:

"Oh, please don't get me wrong. It's true that I want to get rid of the bodyguard, but that's not my real aim, my real aim is to talk to you."

"What?"

"P park, that's my promenade route. I saw you there several times. When I first saw you, I thought, Oh, that's a nice person. And I've been trying to talk to you."

For a moment I didn't understand what I was hearing. When I understood, I felt hot all over.

"But I, like an idol, am forbidden to fall in love. The bald -- no, dad gave me a bodyguard, keep those pests away. So if I talk to you normally, the bodyguard will tell dad, so I've been trying to figure out how to get a word with you."

"So you did this?"

"Yes. Great plan, huh? The plan has two benefits. One is the drawbridge effect. Did you know the drawbridge effect?"

"Oh, yes."

"Then I made myself clear. Another benefit is getting your phone number."

So that's why she put the phone number--

"So we can talk at anytime. Oh, no. The bodyguard found me. I'll hang up. I'll call you later."

Then she hung up again. So that is how I met Vivi.