I’m In Charge of SCP

Yang Xue was in a bit of a trance. She felt that she had experienced it before, and the result didn't seem good or even harmful. But her conscience drove her and still helped that old lady up. The ending needs no elaboration.

Once again, she was accused, late, found a purse, lost money, rescued the child, and finally had her driver's license suspended. The end of all this seems to have been predetermined from the time she decided to pick up the old lady.

After an unknown number of cycles, Yang Xue hesitated for the first time. This time, she didn't go up to help and just watched her from afar. That old lady was always unassisted and finally had to amputate her right foot because it was pressed for too long, and her blood vessels were blocked.

This time, Yang Xue was not late, performed well during the rush hour, and was praised by the manager. At night, she didn't pick up the bag. She watched another colleague pick up the money and then stuff it into his own pocket.

That guest came to look for it, but because there was no surveillance in the compartment, it was left untouched. When she returned home from work, she faced the anxious mother. She asked about the situation and then said she couldn't help her to drive.

Yang Xue became more and more indifferent. She no longer helps those people she was willing to help before. She no longer had to be burdened with her conscience. Even she gave up funding the children in those poor mountainous areas.

She had to admit that her life became better and better after she didn't have these drags. She didn't have to go to work to maintain a high quality of life. She didn't have to ask those poor students about their situation and give them extra lessons.

She no longer had to pull out a knife to help when she saw injustice on the road. She is completely blind to simple things.

No one is born to please anyone. Helping them is a sign of love, doesn't help them is simply natural. People are good to be bullied. Since helping others and being kind to people is always the person who gets hurt in the end.

Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? You can live a better life—both spiritually and materially.

She has excellent grades, and her annual scholarship is enough to support her expenses. Before she graduated, many big companies at home and abroad had already offered her a position.

If she does it for herself, she can do it without anyone. She doesn't need anyone else. People around them don't bother her either.

Yang Xue gradually enclosed herself in a thick shell. She is delicate on the outside. She is already as hard as iron on the inside. Under her current lifestyle, she really hasn't been hurt for a long time. But she always felt that she seemed to be missing something compared to before.

What was it? She didn't know. But she just felt that she seemed to have lost something very important.

One day, she was staring at something in the park next to her school. A country woman wearing a headscarf looked anxious, looking left and right. As if she didn't know what she was looking for.

Yang Xue knew her. She often set up a stall here to sell some vegetables from her own garden to subsidize her family.

She came to Yang Xue with a crying voice, "Sister, have you seen a little boy of three or four years old, about this high, wearing blue clothes..."

"Didn't see it."

Yang Xue interrupted her. This time, she has learned how to avoid these troubles. The woman was so anxious that she was about to cry, not caring to say a word of thanks to Yang Xue, and quickly ran to ask the next passerby.

But after asking several people in a row, no one saw where her son ran off to. She sat on the ground in despair, bawling. People passed by, but no one came up to ask her about her situation. As if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

No one even reminded her to call the police. Yang Xue looked at her back and frowned slightly. In fact, she lied. In front of the park, she saw the little boy follow a strange man into a van, holding a marshmallow. Because she thought they were acting suspiciously, she looked at the van's license plate number sneakily.

Listening to the woman's cry, Yang Xue's heart defenses were somewhat loosened. She had seen some movies on the subject of abduction and trafficking. She knew how desperate it would be for a family to lose someone.

She sat on the edge of the flower bed and looked at the crying woman. After a few seconds, she adjusted her sitting position and seemed to want to get up. Just then, a hand squeezed her shoulder. A strange man dressed in black appeared beside her.

"I advise you not to go over there." He said, "Haven't you suffered enough losses?"

This strange man appeared so abruptly, but Yang Xue seemed to be caught up in some kind of struggle and didn't express any doubt to him.

"I... I can't just stand by and watch her like that…." Yang Xue covered and lowered her head.

The man in black said, "You leave here now, you will never see her again for the rest of your life, her suffering, and you have nothing to do with it. But if you go now to tell her the truth of the matter, although only a few minutes delay, she will still hate you for life. She will haunt your life and family, and she will completely ruin everything."

"I..."

Yang Xue covered her forehead and fell into a very deep pain. There were two voices in her heart.

Leave and completely cut off the relationship with this matter or go and tell that woman and end up possibly losing her life.

She didn't know what to do. She wouldn't have had to choose if it were the old her. The moment she saw the little boy being taken away, she would have gone up to the man and questioned him, even though it was likely that she would also be put in danger.

But after experiencing so many situations, it changed her for some time. Her heart is only the last bit of purity left and, at this moment, the only bit of conscience that is being tested. She was so deep in it that she couldn't pull herself out.

The man said, "Well, there is no need for you to do anything. You just need to stand up. Come with me, and I will take you to a safe place where no one can hurt you."

Yang Xue only felt like she had a splitting headache. Her spirit could not withstand such an intense struggle and had almost reached its limit. Faced with the man's temptation, she simply could not refuse. She stood up.

"Good, very good." The man smiled. "Now, please give me your hand, and I will take you out of this place."

At this moment, Yang Xue had completely lost her mind. Her hand was slightly raised, just like an invited dance partner. The man stretched out his hand. As long as he took Yang Xue away, everything here will be under his complete control.

However. Right. Just at that moment. A man's gloomy voice came from behind him.

"Who are you, huh? How dare you touch my girl? You're tired of living, aren't you?"