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

The arm dragged Lin Mian into the dark alley. Lin Mian struggled desperately, punching and kicking the person.

She angered the other person, who quickly grabbed her from behind and restrained her arms.

"If you still want to go home, don't move." A low, indistinct voice came from behind. It sounded familiar, but Lin Mian wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.

"Who are you?" she asked.

The person behind didn't answer. Just then, a terrifying explosion suddenly came from outside. The flames even illuminated the alley for a moment, and the shockwave created a strong wind that sent trash flying everywhere.

Lin Mian was forced to close her eyes by the blast, and when she opened them again, the flames of the explosion had set the street ablaze, and screams and piercing car sirens filled the air.

The person behind them immediately dragged Lin Mian towards the slums in the alley.

Lin Mian struggled to keep up: "Who exactly are you?"

"I won't hurt you." That was all the person said.

He grabbed Lin Mian and darted quickly through the dark, narrow alleyways. This was already a slum; there were very few lights, and because of the chaos from the gunfight and explosions, all the residents were hiding in their homes, and the streets were almost deserted.

He was very fast, never stopping for a second, and Lin Mian almost fell several times.

Lin Mian tried to make out the person's face, but he was wearing a hat and a scarf, completely concealing his features. He was slender and tall, and vaguely familiar; she recognized him.

Before Lin Mian could think it through, a flashlight beam suddenly came from the other side. It was the police who had rushed over from nearby after hearing the explosion.

The man immediately grabbed Lin Mian and hid in the gap between the two houses.

Two local police officers quickly ran over, and one of them spoke rapidly over his walkie-talkie in the local dialect, which Lin Mian couldn't understand.

The police rushed past the house but did not find the person hiding in the corner.

The man peeked out to check the situation. Lin Mian stared at his back and finally recognized him.

"Li Mingshao?"

"..."

The man turned around, pulled off the scarf covering his face, and the dim light revealed his face; it was indeed Li Mingshao.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Mian asked. "Who sent you?"

Li Mingshao said with a stern face, "There's no time to explain so much. If you want to go home safely, don't ask any questions and just listen to my arrangements."

Lin Mian pursed her lips, but before she could ask the question, Li Mingshao pulled her out of the hiding corner.

The two walked quickly forward. After a while, Li Mingshao stopped in front of a house. He looked around carefully, then pushed open a metal door and led Lin Mian into the house.

"Change your clothes, and hurry up." Li Mingshao tossed her a plastic bag and then walked out the door.

Lin Mian was wearing an evening gown, which was already quite loose, but it still made her movements inconvenient and very conspicuous.

The plastic bag contained a very ordinary T-shirt and trousers, along with a stack of cash.

As she quickly took off her skirt and put on her T-shirt, she suddenly noticed a necklace around her neck—the gold necklace He Duoye had given her.

The round, carved sphere pendant, when opened, reveals a valuable ruby ​​inside.

She gripped the necklace, wondering how it had gotten onto her neck.

She clearly put it in her suitcase... Did Wenya put it on her?

After quickly changing her clothes and putting away the cash, Lin Mian took the miniature pistol from her leg strap and tucked it into her lower back. She opened the iron gate and went outside, still asking, "Where's He Duoye?"

"Of course we've already gone to the gold mine." Li Mingshao closed the iron gate and, without wasting a second, immediately led Lin Mian forward.

The slum was dark, but not quiet. The gunfight and explosions alerted the police station, and sirens could be heard from all directions, along with the occasional sound of police officers running and shouting.

Li Mingshao led Lin Mian around a corner and headed in another direction.

Lin Mian looked up and asked, "Isn't the embassy that way?"

More people came running up ahead, but this time it wasn't the police, but two menacing-looking locals. Li Mingshao immediately hid with Lin Mian, and only answered after the two men had run far away.

"Just kidding, there's no embassy here, only in the capital."

Lin Mian was stunned.

Li Mingshao said, "We told you there was an embassy just to make you believe that you could leave once you entered the Red House. However, although there is no embassy, ​​there are indeed people inside who can take you back to China... We're not avoiding the Red House now, we're just taking a slightly longer route."

Lin Mian was a little confused. She tried hard to understand what was being said and asked in bewilderment, "Why can't you just send me back to my country?"

She did lose her phone, passport, and other important items when she was abducted, but as long as she is taken to the embassy, ​​she can get a replacement passport, buy a ticket back to China, and return home smoothly.

Before Li Mingshao could answer, a gunshot rang out from not far away, followed by groans and shouts.

More and more figures and flashlight beams appeared nearby, as if someone knew they were hiding there, and people kept gathering around.

Li Mingshao peeked out for a while, his expression even more serious than before. He led Lin Mian, taking a long detour and avoiding people several times, but in the end they were still trapped in a dead end.

Several locals were standing at the intersection ahead, completely blocking the way to the Red House.

Lin Mian had already figured it out somewhat, but she couldn't believe it: "Are all these people here to arrest me?"

They continued searching the vicinity of the slums, and their numbers increased, with a small number of police officers mixed in among them.

Li Mingshao admitted: "Yes, they want to take you back to exchange for money. After all, you're worth a gold mine, so you absolutely must not let yourself get caught."

Lin Mian couldn't help but ask again, "So why can't you just take me to the embassy and send me back to China?"

Li Mingshao turned to look at Lin Mian and said, "Have you ever thought about why you, who were clearly on a legitimate trip, would suddenly be abducted?"

Lin Mian was startled and looked at Li Mingshao in disbelief: "You're not kidding, are you?"

Li Mingshao stared at the figure in front of him, his voice deep and low, completely different from his usual carefree demeanor.

"Actually, tonight we're not sending you back to your country, but rather helping you leave Myanmar. You'll be traveling in other countries for a while before returning home. If we send you back directly, you or your family might suddenly get into a car accident or something similar one day."

These words immediately reminded Lin Mian of the past.

She did indeed have a near-car accident once. The car sped past her toes, almost hitting her while she was waiting at a traffic light. She was terrified at the time, and when He Duoye found out, he inexplicably hugged her for a long time, as if he was still shaken.

This memory, like a tiny flash of lightning, violently and suddenly cleaved through a layer of mist.

She seemed to have discovered something.

Before he could think it through, Li Mingshao grabbed Lin Mian's shoulder and said, "Now is not the time to let your mind wander."

He pointed to the group of people in front of him who were still lingering in the same spot.

"There's no other way. I'll distract them later. You go to the Red House by yourself," Li Mingshao instructed. "Don't stop along the way, and don't let anyone see you. Once you're inside the Red House, someone will take you away."