Quenching

Yes, I've met him twice.

"An old lady trying to scam someone couldn't stop a little girl?"

“Huang Qiaqia’s roommates found several videos…and Huang Qiaqia did not knock down the old lady we arranged.”

Wu Haofeng, his face dark, gave the order in a harsh voice.

"We can't let them meet a third time. Find a few ruthless ones. You can't handle a little girl. Don't make me doubt your abilities."

In the coffee shop, Wanli Fuguang looked up at the deep blue night sky, where countless stars shone brightly. Only one unique ray of light came from the closest, slightly chubby little star.

She wasn't dazzling among the stars, nor did she shine as brightly as other stars, but she always emitted a faint light that made him feel more comfortable than the bright moonlight.

A layer of fog had formed on the window. Wanli Fuguang stared at the black screen of his phone, his eyes slightly narrowed. Two messages had been sent a while ago, but Huang Qiaqia still hadn't seen them.

Will she be startled if I call her in the middle of the night? Did I not explain clearly that I'm still waiting for her here today?

If I leave, and she really comes to the coffee shop, she won't see me... What university is she in again...? She didn't say... And I'm not sleepy yet...

Let's wait!

The new owner of the coffee shop brought over a cashmere blanket and Wanli Fuguang's notebook.

Wanli Fuguang stared at his own amphibious vehicle on the screensaver, a faint look of understanding flashing across his eyes. With a thought, his fingertips unconsciously skipped over the report folder and opened his own product catalog.

******

At the entrance of Kong Xi University, the warm sunshine shone on their faces. The roommates, who were full and satisfied, once again admonished Huang Qiaqia for treating them to dinner.

"It's not like I'm about to die; the phone won't stay warm for long."

"Don't rush to save people. They all look so pitiful, and you can't tell who's human and who's a ghost."

"Luckily, the students and teachers were very helpful, otherwise, the old lady would have been completely dependent on you for the rest of her life."

Huang Qiaqia lowered her head, her eyes downcast, puffed out her cheeks, and secretly picked at her toes.

"Alright, lift your head."

"You didn't do anything wrong."

"Let's go on a happy date."

Cheng Yiyi pulled Huang Qiaqia's thick down jacket down, and used Huang Qiaqia's thick knitted hat to cover her ears.

Since Wanli Fuguang hasn't left yet, it's late at night, so just dress whatever keeps you warm.

Watching her three roommates walk into the school gate, Huang Qiaqia turned around, her eyebrows slightly curved, and she tilted her head back. She ran forward with ease and joy, waving her arm to hail a taxi as she ran. Suddenly, a force pulled Huang Qiaqia back.

Huang Qiaqia froze, turned her head in surprise, and found an arm tightly gripping her arm.

"Quick...quick call...quick call...ambulance, I'm going into labor."

The pregnant woman, her forehead covered in fine sweat, was trembling all over. She clung tightly to Huang Qiaqia's left arm, panting heavily, her features seemingly contorted in pain.

"Quick, quick, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the tall, thin pregnant woman lost her strength, her body went limp, and she stumbled and fell beside Huang Qiaqia.

Without time to think, Huang Qiaqia could only hold the pregnant woman's arm, hug her tightly, straighten her body as much as possible, and press her heels firmly against the ground.

Huang Qiaqia used all her strength to support the pregnant woman, who was much taller than her, almost covering her body.

A painful groan, a trembling body, pressed firmly against Huang Qiaqia's side.

Huang Qiaqia dared not move, fearing that if she moved even slightly, both she and the pregnant woman would fall to the ground. It would be a minor matter if she fell, but the pregnant woman…

This overwhelming weight, pressing down on her completely, made Huang Qiaqia's face turn pale and her breathing become rapid. She was also struggling to bear it, but she still gritted her teeth, straightened her body, and tried her best to provide more support for the pregnant woman.

Sweating profusely, Huang Qiaqia desperately hoped that the pregnant woman's contractions would end soon, so that she could stand up a little. Then, Huang Qiaqia could free one hand to take out the phone from his backpack and call an ambulance.

Time ticked by, and Huang Qiaqia's legs began to weaken, her arms growing feeble. She was about to give up... she...

"The ambulance is on its way!"

"Let me help you!"

"Lean on me!"

"Pregnant woman, are you feeling unwell?"

The voices of several boys and girls came like heavenly music, and the pregnant woman was steadily supported.

Hearing these reliable voices, Huang Qiaqia turned around and glanced at the words "Kong Xi University" behind him. A warm current flowed into Huang Qiaqia's heart, and he felt truly warm.

Huang Qiaqia and several other people helped get the pregnant woman into the ambulance. The medical staff quickly draped their thick down vests over the thinly dressed pregnant woman.

"I'm cold, I'm still cold..."

The pregnant woman, trembling, grabbed Huang Qiaqia's arm.

Huang Qiaqia quickly took off her down jacket and covered it over the down vests of the medical staff. She also took off her thick scarf and wrapped it around the pregnant woman's belly, hoping that the baby would be warmer that way.

******

At the hospital, the child's father rushed in, his face contorted with rage, and began to hurl insults.

"My wife has low blood sugar and is now experiencing severe hemorrhage. What should we do?"

"What does her low blood sugar have to do with me? Why are you asking me?"

Huang Qiaqia was blocked from leaving by the pregnant woman's mother-in-law, and the pregnant woman's husband treated her this way, so she felt terrible.

"If it's not your fault, why did you bring her to the hospital?"

"I...I...how..."

Huang Qiaqia gritted her teeth, her face flushed red, and clenched her fists, really wanting to punch the man.

"If anything happens to my wife, I won't let you off the hook."

The child's father, looking fierce, berated Huang Qiaqia.

Another one trying to scam someone, just like that old lady who turned her back on you.

Huang Qiaqia's veins bulged as he glared at the other person with hatred and growled sharply.

"She's your wife, pregnant with your child. Where were you when she was about to give birth?"

The pregnant woman's mother-in-law, clutching Huang Qiaqia's down jacket and scarf, angrily questioned her.

"It has nothing to do with you. How did your down jacket and scarf end up on my daughter-in-law?"

“In the dead of winter, could I just stand by and watch her fall to the ground, shivering in the cold wind wearing only a thin sweatshirt, without even giving her a piece of clothing? Could I let a pregnant woman freeze to death in front of me? I am still a human being, I still have humanity.”

Huang Qiaqia's chubby little face turned purplish-red, and her anger lingered in her heart for a long time. She did nothing wrong, she did nothing wrong, the one who was wrong was not her, not her.

"I will never let you go; the clothes are the evidence."

The sight of the child's father, with his blue face and fangs, suddenly sent a chill down Huang Qiaqia's spine, making her tremble all over. Her own clothes, the down jacket in the man's hand, were the ones she had taken off to keep the pregnant woman warm, but now they had become evidence to convict her.

******

In the dead of night, at the school office door, Huang Qiaqia stood with her head bowed, her face deathly pale, and she shivered slightly.