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"The Lament of the Cuckold: My Girlfriend's Cheating Diary" - Chapter 340: Arrest 

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Sun Yuze had no time to pay attention to the fight between the fat old man and the thugs. He carefully turned around to the back of the building, went around the street, and ran in the direction that Yuan Xiaoyun might have run.
But the dilapidated town was dark, most of the streetlights were broken, and the unplanned roads were like a maze. He ran for more than ten minutes, wandering around the unfamiliar streets, but he didn't see anyone, let alone Yuan Xiaoyun!
Not far away, police cars with flashing lights and sirens blaring arrived. Sun Yuze could only hide in the bushes to avoid the storm. In about half an hour, seven or eight police cars and two or three ambulances kept arriving. Some police cars even started patrolling the streets. He had no chance to look for Yuan Xiaoyun anymore!
Where did Xiaoyun run off to? Will the police take her away?
Sun Yuze was extremely worried, but he could not continue to wander around here. If he was spotted by the police and arrested as a suspect, everything he had done in L town would be exposed. Not only would his future be ruined, but it would also implicate Yuan Xiaoyun!
All he could do was pray that Xiaoyun was safe. Helpless, Sun Yuze secretly returned to his car and carefully drove to the outskirts of L town. He waited anxiously for several hours until it was almost dawn and most of the police cars had left. Only then did he cautiously drive back to town. However, he wandered aimlessly through the streets until dark, but he did not find any clues related to Yuan Xiaoyun.
The exhaustion, fatigue, and anxiety accumulated over the past two days had overwhelmed him. Sun Yuze felt a void in his heart, and could no longer persist in his stubbornness. Helplessly, he drove home...
...
Three or four days passed in a flash, and Sun Yuze still had no news of Yuan Xiaoyun.
Where did Xiaoyun go? Is she safe?
Sun Yuze felt helpless and lost, his heart filled with emptiness and despair. Having lost all clues, he could do nothing but suppress his growing anxiety and pray that Yuan Xiaoyun was safe.
In the evening, after a day spent aimlessly at G University, Sun Yuze returned to his somewhat messy home. While browsing the news in L City on his computer, he finally saw a report about the Dick family: "...Three days ago, in the early morning, a bizarre fight broke out on Fitch Street..."
An obese widower got into an argument with four or five unemployed people in front of his house, which escalated into a violent incident...
The widower was severely beaten and injured. Although his life was saved, he suffered brain damage, which will leave him with lifelong disability and severe mental impairment.
The homeless individuals also sustained minor injuries, but fled the scene and are currently wanted by the police.
The cause of the fight is unclear, but what's even more bizarre is that before the fight, the widower's eldest son suffered a sudden heart attack and died in his bedroom, and his second son also suffered a sudden heart attack and died after falling down the stairs...
Police stated that both of his sons died of natural causes, and that the unemployed men had never entered the widower's home and were unrelated to the deaths of his sons…
Some have pointed out that the widower's two sons also suffer from obesity, suggesting the incident was not a mere coincidence but rather a hate-fueled revenge attack by a disability organization. However, the police statement denied this possibility…
Furthermore, the whole incident appears to involve a local Asian prostitute who had already disappeared and was deemed unrelated to the dispute by the police…
After quickly glancing at the report, Sun Yuze felt a mix of emotions, a complex and indescribable feeling filled with questions.
The fact that Yuan Xiaoyun was called a prostitute stung him deeply—but on the other hand, the fact that her identity hadn't been revealed and that she hadn't been implicated gave him some relief—but it also meant that she hadn't been taken away by the police. So where did she go?
The outcome for the Dick family left Sun Yuze feeling uneasy, yet at the same time, he felt a surge of satisfaction. But did Dick and Pinaz truly suffer a heart attack due to excessive indulgence? Was it really just a coincidence? Or was there some other story behind it all?
What happened to Dick's hard drive? Was the agreement Xiaoyun signed discovered? Did the police simply ignore it, or did Dick hide it beforehand? Furthermore, is that lakeside cabin really Brian's? And what's the connection?
Who was the person who knocked me unconscious? Was it the Dick family? Or Xiaoyun? Or someone else? I may never know the answer.
Furthermore, I broke into Dick's house, was locked in the closet, and punched Dick. Didn't the police find any trace of that? If they had found out, wouldn't they have linked it to me and made me a murder suspect?
Thinking about all sorts of worries and hypotheses, Sun Yuze felt his mind was in complete turmoil. Recalling the voice recorder he took back from Dick's house, he was even more angry and resentful. That "voice recorder" didn't even have a recording function, let alone wireless uploading. It was just a fancy toy, probably from some game or comic book product!
Such a clumsy lie deceived Yuan Xiaoyun and him, allowing Yuan Xiaoyun to be wantonly humiliated and ravaged, and to be played with and abused by the three fat men of the Dick family, vented on, and filled with crystal fluid, making her their plaything for a whole week!
Now, Yuan Xiaoyun is still nowhere to be found!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
A loud knocking sounded at the door.
Sun Yuze's heart surged with emotion—who was it? Could it be Xiaoyun? Had she returned safely?
Sun Yuze rushed out of the room with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, hurrying towards the stairs. Coincidentally, his phone beeped, and a text message arrived.
As Sun Yuze walked down the stairs, he casually opened his phone and was immediately filled with astonished joy—it was a text message from Yuan Xiaoyun!
The message was extremely simple: "Smiling face... Yuze, I just got back to G City. If you're not busy, come pick up your little darling from the airport..."
Looking at Yuan Xiaoyun's lies and recalling all the heart-wrenching events of the past week, Sun Yuze felt only complex pain. But, after all, Yuan Xiaoyun was safe! That was the most important thing!
Sun Yuze cast aside all his worries, troubles, and thoughts—no matter what, the thought of Yuan Xiaoyun being safe and sound, the thought of seeing her again, and being able to hold her warm body in his arms again, made him feel that life had regained hope, that his soul had returned to his body, and that life had regained its meaning.
He walked to the door, opened it, and thought to himself that whoever it was, he should get rid of them as soon as possible, and no one should delay his reunion with Xiaoyun. But when he looked outside the door, he felt a sudden shock, his heart seemed to stop beating for a moment, his vision went black, he had difficulty breathing, and he was so panicked that he almost fainted!
Two tall male police officers in black uniforms stood in front of him, coldly displaying their badges, and asked in English, politely but authoritatively, "Are you Mr. Sun Yuze?"
Sun Yuze's body was stiff as if he could no longer control it. His ears were ringing, his palms were sweating, and his legs were weak and limp. Hearing the question, he nodded with difficulty.
The two men exchanged a glance. One stood aside with his hand on the black stock of his gun at his waist, while the other silently pressed him against the wall, pulled his wallet out of his jeans pocket, and began checking his identification.
A moment later, their expressions turned serious, and they spoke loudly to him, but Sun Yuze couldn't hear a word—because the cold, gleaming handcuffs tightly bound his wrists behind his back…
...
The white desktop reflected the white light, glaring and monotonous, yet carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression—like in an empty office, with nothing on the table, Sun Yuze sitting blankly in a chair with his hands cuffed behind his back.
The large glass windows were partially covered by blinds, and the outside looked like an ordinary company, with rows of desks. However, the men and women here all wore police badges and carried guns.
Sound seemed to be cut off, as if an invisible barrier had appeared around the body. It was the first time I had ever felt this way. My hearing was so sharp, but I could only hear my own heartbeat, my own breathing, and the sounds in my mind. My vision was also unusually clear, but I could only stare at what was in front of me, while my own image appeared in my mind. The situation was even more shocking and tense, as if my soul had left my body.
sky!
Everything I'm seeing is real! It's not a dream!
I never even had a speeding ticket before—and now I'm sitting here in a police station, handcuffed!
Although it was only a few hours here, Sun Yuze felt it was an exceptionally long time, as if his freedom had been taken away from him for the rest of his life.
He felt short of breath and weak all over; he had to muster all his strength to keep from collapsing to the ground.
What should I do? Did the police find out I entered Dick's house? Will they think I'm involved in Dick's death?
Even if it's not connected to Dick's death, I still trespassed! Will I be sentenced in the US?
Will I still be deported back to my home country?
What about studies? What about the future? So many years of hard work, so many years of struggle, so much energy—all wasted in an instant!
For Xiaoyun's sake, for our relationship—am I going to ruin my entire life in just one day?
In the end, I had no choice but to leave and give her up.
When Xiaoyun left me, did she cry? Will we ever see each other again? Will she soon be in another man's arms?
Despair is like a net, like lack of oxygen, like toxins in the blood.

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