bookcurios Chapter 508 I must go
Chapter 508 I must go
"Do you know what you're doing?" The other party's voice rose noticeably. "This is no simple matter. Zheng Yaoxian's injury not only means personal trouble for him, but also represents many unsolved mysteries."
"I know." Su Ming said nothing more. He already knew in his heart that he would face not only the enemy's pursuit, but also complex situations that he was no longer able to handle. Every step would be fraught with danger, and he might even lose himself forever. But he still decided to go on, because he knew that only by reaching that end could he finally resolve the doubts that had accumulated in his heart for so many years.
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, as if he was considering something. Finally, the voice regained its composure, "Okay. Since you've decided, I'll arrange everything. You don't have to worry about anything else."
"Thank you." Su Ming responded simply and then hung up the phone.
He leaned against the table, eyes closed, and remained motionless for a long time. His mind still reverberated with the brief message and the memories of his time with Zheng Yaoxian. Every time he recalled them, he felt an indescribable pain, as if those long-vanished times had suddenly become so real and heavy. Every step was difficult, and every memory carried a heavy burden.
"Zheng Yaoxian, wait for me." Su Ming whispered to himself, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the figure in the distance.
Su Ming stood in the empty room, his vision blurry. Though the air remained unchanged, his heart felt as if struck by a heavy hammer, a weight so heavy it was almost unbearable. He had already packed his belongings, gathering everything he thought might be useful—a small pistol, a few brief but crucial intelligence documents, and some supplies for a quick move. His movements were quick and efficient, without a hint of impatience, as if every detail had been rehearsed countless times.
However, the uneasy feeling in my heart always follows me like a shadow.
"Zheng Yaoxian..." He whispered the name, his eyes fixed on a photo beside his luggage. It was a photo of them together after a mission. The background was a gray skyline, and the faces were a little blurry, but he could still clearly remember Zheng Yaoxian's expression, his head bowed, his eyes revealing an unfathomable calm and stability. He remembered that Zheng Yaoxian had handed him a bottle of wine and said, "Remember, Su Ming, you must have a clear mind when doing things. Those who are soft-hearted will not live long."
Back then, he was young and ignorant, blindly worshipping a master so much more powerful than himself. Looking back now, every word Zheng Yaoxian said seemed to hold a hidden meaning, one he had never truly grasped. Over the years, he'd been busy with his own affairs, gradually withdrawing from that complex world, unaware that a rift had already quietly formed between him and Zheng Yaoxian.
Until now, the crack opened again, like an invisible net, trapping him tightly and making it impossible to escape.
"Is he still waiting for me?" Su Ming's heart beat violently, as if he were asking himself, or perhaps Zheng Yaoxian. He suddenly felt uncertain. Master, the once omnipotent Zheng Yaoxian, what was his current condition? He had very little information, not even the details of his injuries. Could he reach Zheng Yaoxian in time? That man, the one he had once thought impossible to defeat, was now someone he needed to save. This filled him with an unprecedented sense of bewilderment and uncertainty.
"Zheng Yaoxian, wait for me." He clenched his fists suddenly, took a deep breath, finally broke free from his thoughts, turned and walked towards the door.
Outside the building, the street lights still flickered. The hustle and bustle around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. Everything was opening a path to the unknown for him. The train station, the airport, the subway, every place he had habitually avoided now became an obstacle he had to overcome.
He didn't have time to think about this. From the moment the mission began, there was no turning back.
On the way to the station, he couldn't help but recall memories of his time with Zheng Yaoxian. More and more fragments surfaced, flooding back like a tidal wave. Back then, Zheng Yaoxian was always able to make the most accurate judgments in seconds. He could always solve the most complex problems with the simplest methods, seemingly invincible. Su Ming still remembered a mission during which they were surrounded by the enemy and the situation was extremely critical. However, Zheng Yaoxian simply raised an eyebrow and made a seemingly unreasonable decision, leading them to a successful breakthrough. Looking back at that time, he had naively believed that as long as Zheng Yaoxian was there, he would not be afraid of anything.
But now, the once omnipotent Zheng Yaoxian was injured in a sudden enemy attack and fell into an uncertain situation of life and death.
"Zheng Yaoxian..." Su Ming gritted his teeth, the image of the man's calm expression resurfacing in his mind. He suddenly realized that the master he had always considered him had never considered him insignificant. He had reminded himself many times to remain calm and remember his mission. But now, it seemed he had long lost control of his inner turmoil. If Zheng Yaoxian was truly in trouble, how could he stand by and watch?
Thinking of this, Su Ming took a deep breath and walked forward.
He knew that this trip was not only to save Zheng Yaoxian, but also to face the truth he had been avoiding all these years. The once fearless self had now disappeared, and what remained was a soul struggling in the fog.
The station was bustling with people. Su Ming walked to the side, stopped, took out his cell phone, and made a call.
"Hello, Su Ming?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. It was his former colleague Wang Xu.
"Are you ready?" Su Ming asked.
"Are you really going?" There was a hint of hesitation in Wang Xu's tone, but more of confusion.
"Yes." Su Ming answered simply, "I must go."
Wang Xu was silent for a moment, as if weighing something, and finally spoke: "Okay, I'll arrange for someone, you just come over. I'll help you with everything."
Su Ming nodded, knowing Wang Xu had made his decision. He'd made this call more than once. Each time, he'd questioned whether it was worth stepping into that dangerous and uncertain world again. But today, he had no choice. Zheng Yaoxian's injuries were far more complex than he'd imagined, and his understanding of that world was far from sufficient.