The room was pitch dark, with the lights turned off.
She was in the center of the darkness, letting the tears fall, allowing mories to invade.
Ti passed without her knowing how long it had been.
The woman on the sofa abruptly stopped crying and bit her lower lip.
She suddenly lifted her head, sniffed, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, stepped barefoot off the sofa, and switched on the light with a click.
Instantly, the room beca bright; her eyes were red, and her hair was disheveled.
Song Yi raised her hand and randomly tied up her hair, ssy yet beautiful.
Impossible, this is impossible.
She walked into the bathroom all the way, washed her face to clear her mind, cold water constantly flushing her face, cold at night down to the bone.
Her breathing was rapid, hands braced on the sink, water droplets slipping down her cheeks, staring at her disheveled and pitiful reflection in the mirror.
Song Yi closed her eyes briefly, if, if Tang Si really had sacrificed himself and never left her any instructions when alive, then to him, she was nothing.
If that’s the case, why cry? Why should she cry?
She was unimportant to him!
And if... he hadn’t sacrificed, chose to disappear, or, or it was a mission?
Thinking this way, Song Yi’s breathing cald down.
The air seed to gradually co to a standstill as well.
She breathed evenly, her wet eyelashes trembling lightly, allowing her thoughts to calm, her mind to try to rest.
Assu Gu Chu was part of an assassin organization.
Then the phone call she heard, Gu Nanjiu must be connected to Gu Chu sohow, because Gu Chu was going to kill Gu Nanjiu.
And Gu Nanjiu escaped prison, Tang Si died?
This whole thing doesn’t quite make sense.
Song Yi turned and walked out of the bathroom, took her pajamas, and returned to the bathroom for a shower.
She had always been soone who needed to clarify anything that posed a question; she wouldn’t allow herself to remain so muddled.
If she were to end things with Tang Si, it should be crystal clear; she wouldn’t want a relationship to end without knowing why.
Sacrificed and wants to brush her off?
Don’t even think about it.
...
The morning was misty, the sun hadn’t yet risen.
Song Nuan stepped out of the car, the damp wind cut into her bones, causing her to shiver lightly.
She turned to look at the man getting out of the car behind her, smiling with curved eyes, pointing at Song Yi’s apartnt, "Fire safety uncle, it’s here. Could you check my sister’s place for any fire hazards and eliminate them?"
"I’m also afraid she might die in a fire at ho one day."
Song Nuan touched her cold nose with the back of her hand and added, "Thank you for coming with so early."
Lu Yan was wearing a simple training outfit, donned a jacket over it, with strong chest muscles slightly visible; his physique was just solid upon a glance.
He stuck his hands in his pockets and shook his head nonchalantly, "No problem, lead the way."
He had gone for a run early in the morning and saw this little student waiting at his door.
Really doesn’t know what’s in her little head.
Song Yi had gotten up early, or rather, hadn’t slept at all.
She wore a trench coat, hair slightly curled and loose, wore makeup to cover her own exhaustion and wretchedness.
She just didn’t look as glamorous as before, an allure emanated from her entire being.
Just as she opened the door, she saw Song Nuan about to knock.
"Sis." Song Nuan looked at her in surprise, "You’re up this early?"
Song Yi: "You’re not going to school; why are you here?"
"To help you check for fire hazards." Song Nuan moved aside slightly letting Lu Yan step forward, "Let introduce you, this is the captain of Ning City’s fire brigade, his na is Lu Yan; I specifically brought him to check for you."
Song Yi stood there in a daze, fire...
Song Nuan didn’t notice Song Yi’s oddness and continued, "He talked about many fire cases yesterday; I thought it necessary to have him check for you too. I can’t do it, so I found Uncle Lu early in the morning to help."
Uncle Lu tugged at the corner of his mouth, "..."
Yesterday she was calling him ’brother’ and keeping his WeChat, today he’s beco ’uncle.’
"Hello." Lu Yan greeted Song Yi, watching her.
Song Yi slightly lifted her eyelids, her fox-like eyes carried a certain scrutiny.
Lu Yan furrowed his brows, these eyes...
Hiss... this woman, he seed to have seen her sowhere.
Very... familiar.
Song Nuan continued aside, "Sis, let tell you, fire safety must be taken care of, even the police station caught on fire, it was Uncle Lu who led the team to extinguish it."
Song Yi’s pupils widened, she turned to Song Nuan, "What did you say?!"
Seeing Song Yi’s strong reaction, Song Nuan paused and repeated the statent.
Song Yi imdiately turned to Lu Yan, "Hello, Captain Lu, my na is Song Yi."
"I have so questions; may I ask you?"
Lu Yan looked at Song Yi, shrugged, and smiled, "Of course."
Song Yi, he knew.
Tang Si’s girlfriend.
He had seen pictures in Tang Si’s circle of friends; the couple showed their affection, tsk.
...
Lu Yan sat while Song Yi just stared directly at him, her gaze unveiled.
Lu Yan rubbed his nose, being stared at by such a pretty woman made him sowhat uneasy.
"You can ask anything."
Song Yi thought for a mont, realizing her gaze was too direct, then pulled a subtle smile at the corner of her mouth, "Could you tell about the fire case at the police station?"
"How did the fire start?"
Song Nuan frowned, feeling her sister was acting a bit strange, but kept quiet nonetheless.
Lu Yan had said that good grades don’t necessarily an social skills are good.
At this mont, not speaking seed to be the right choice, perhaps?
Lu Yan was silent for a few seconds, his gaze fixed on Song Yi’s face, "You’re asking about Tang Si."
"You know ?"
Lu Yan didn’t reply to Song Yi’s question but simply said, "Details can be found on the official website announcent, with photos."
...
Lu Yan and Song Nuan were checking for fire hazards, while Song Yi, with her computer, was reviewing the fire brigade’s website announcent.
It was simply written that waste paper ignited it.
Song Yi enlarged and re-enlarged those images repeatedly.
She frowned, "Is the ground reflection of gasoline?"
Lu Yan looked sideways at Song Yi; she was asking him as she held the photo.
He said, "Perhaps it hadn’t ignited yet; the source was here. This belongs to their internal issue; maybe soone leaked it while transporting."
Song Yi pressed her lips together, contemplating Lu Yan’s words carefully, "Thank you."
This whole situation might just be a setup from beginning to end.
"Nuannuan, you and Captain Lu proceed with the check; I have to go out for sothing." Song Yi finished instructing, picked up her bag, and left.
And Lu Yan completed the check quickly.
"There’s no hazard; just pay attention regularly." Lu Yan looked at Song Nuan, "Want to take you to school?"
Song Nuan thought for a mont, "Okay."
At the school gate, Song Nuan stared at Lu Yan, actually feeling a bit reluctant to get out of the car.
Lu Yan: "What’s wrong?"
Song Nuan lifted her hand to touch her face, "Slowing down, the car is warm, outside is a bit chilly."
Her words fell, and the man’s low chuckle entered her ears.
She looked at Lu Yan in confusion.
Lu Yan pressed a warm bottle of milk to her, "Here, to warm your hands, I’ve got to head back to the team for so work."
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