Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

Her uncle's family drove from another province to pick up Lin Mian and then took her out to eat.

It was getting late, so they found a roadside food stall and ordered home-style dishes and barbecue. During the meal, they inevitably got asked about their time abroad, and Lin Mian could only pick out things she could talk about, such as local customs, scenery, and food.

"No matter how good the food is outside, it's never quite the same as the food from home," her aunt said, putting a piece of meat on Lin Mian's plate. "Eat more, and gain back the weight you've lost."

Lin Mian lowered her head and ate her food. She didn't really have much of an appetite, but she didn't want her uncle and aunt to worry.

My younger cousin, full of curiosity, couldn't help but ask Lin Mian, "Have you seen the park over there? Is it really like what they say in the news?"

Lin Mian shook her head: "I haven't been to any casinos, but I have been to casinos, but there's nothing fun in them."

"Do you have any photos? Let me see them." My cousin immediately became excited.

Lin Mian disappointed him: "No, I didn't think of taking a picture."

My cousin was indeed disappointed, but his curiosity remained: "What kind of business does my brother-in-law do over there? Does he make a lot of money?"

Lin Mian's uncle and aunt both looked up at her, equally curious about the question.

Lin Mian could only bite the bullet and say, "He just does some transportation business... He has relatives there, and his relatives are very rich."

After finishing her sentence, fearing further questions about her relatives, their occupations, and their wealth, Lin Mian changed the subject and then excused herself by saying she was tired and wanted to go to a hotel to rest.

Lin Mian had booked a room nearby with her aunt and uncle, and she had a room to herself.

After entering the room and closing the door, Lin Mian finally felt a sense of relief.

When she first met her uncle and aunt, she was undoubtedly very moved and happy, but the conversation that followed made Lin Mian nervous. She couldn't be honest with them and tell them the truth.

Lin Mian had just put down her suitcase and lay down on the bed when there was a knock on the door. It was her aunt.

She brought Lin Mian a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, saying, "I was afraid you wouldn't have enough to drink."

Auntie entered the room, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Lin Mian, and then said, "You were abducted with Zhiwen over there, right? How is he now? And you…"

My aunt hesitated, seemingly knowing it wasn't a good question to ask, but she had to: "You really don't know anything about him? His mother has been crying every day since he disappeared, and her hair has turned white. Every time I see her, I feel so guilty."

My aunt started crying as she spoke.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted that you two go on this trip to build your relationship, this wouldn't have happened..." Aunt wiped away her tears. "If something had happened to Zhiwen over there, I would have felt guilty for the rest of my life. I wouldn't have been able to face Zhiwen's mother after that..."

Lin Mian lowered her head, unsure how to respond.

He Duoye let Zhang Zhiwen go, but he himself failed to return safely.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiwen had betrayed Lin Mian, and she had already done more than enough by pleading for him once. She couldn't expect Lin Mian to see things through to the end; she wasn't that saintly.

Lin Mian couldn't say these things, and could only say, "I got separated from him on the way to escape, and I don't know where he went afterward... Maybe he's on his way back."

Aunt wiped away her tears and cried for a while longer. She talked to Lin Mian about Zhang's mother, saying that she had a pitiful life.

Zhang's mother was an extremely kind and even-tempered person, more so than the virtuous wives and mothers portrayed in TV dramas. She took care of all the housework, big and small, all by herself. However, her husband was short-tempered and lazy, always bossing her around and showing her no consideration or care whatsoever.

Her only hope was her son, a graduate of a prestigious university.

But now, her son is missing, she is heartbroken, and her husband blames and insults her all day long, taking his anger out on her, which has caused her to become depressed and be hospitalized.

"Mianmian." Aunt held Lin Mian's hand. "Could you ask Xiao Ye to think of a solution over there? He could also help find out where Zhiwen is."

Lin Mian didn't reply.

He Duoye reacted strongly whenever she mentioned Zhang Zhiwen, her former blind date.

He can't help.

Moreover, Lin Mian has no obligation to do so; she has already helped once.

"If it doesn't work out, then forget it." Aunt patted Lin Mian's hand. "I know this will put you in a difficult position. I shouldn't have come to tell you all this tonight... Your uncle told me not to say anything, that saying too much would only annoy people, but I..."

Auntie couldn't help but cry again: "But I just feel sorry for Zhiwen's mother. I feel sorry for her. She's been a kind person her whole life, and now she's old and her life is like this... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have signed you up for that tour group in the first place..."

Lin Mian paused, then asked, "Aunt, why did you suddenly decide to sign me and him up for an overseas tour?"

My aunt said, "It was the people from the travel agency who dragged me there and tried to sell me something... The travel agency was having a promotion with a lucky draw, and I won the first prize. I ended up signing you up for the tour without really thinking about it... I wish I hadn't tried to take advantage of that."

"I'm not going to say anything more." Aunt stood up. "Things have already come to this, it's probably fate... Mianmian, you should get some rest, we'll go home first thing tomorrow morning."

She walked to the door, then turned back and said apologetically, "Just take what I said tonight with a grain of salt. I'm not trying to force you. You know that's just how I am."

Lin Mian said, "I know, Aunt."

After seeing her aunt off, Lin Mian closed the door.

She leaned against the door, stood there for a while, and then, after a moment of blankness, opened her suitcase, took out her clothes, and went to take a shower.

After washing up, Lin Mian lay on the bed, still lost in thought.

Her aunt talked to her so much that she can still hear her aunt's voice in her head.

The phone vibrated, and Lin Mian stretched out her arm to reach for the phone beside the bed.

It was a message from He Duoye: "How is it?"

Scrolling up, there were a few more messages: Have you disembarked yet?

Then there was a question mark, and half an hour later, the next message was: "Encountered a problem?"

Half an hour later, another message appeared: Remember to reply to my message.

Finally, there's this "How's it going?".

Lin Mian stared at her phone screen, looking at the time records of each message, and suddenly realized that the kind passerby appeared after He Duoye's message about encountering a problem.

Even though he had a lot of things to deal with himself, he still arranged everything.

Lin Mian didn't reply to the message; she made a voice call directly.

The call was connected immediately.

He Duoye's voice rang in my ears, sounding somewhat hoarse and muffled from the cell phone signal: "You've checked into a hotel?"

Her tone was very confident, probably because she had contacted her uncle and knew that she was alright.

Lin Mian fiddled with the hotel bed sheet and slowly spoke, "He Duoye."

She whispered, "I miss you so much."