Their eyes met, and there was tenderness and sweetness in each other's eyes.

"Good night." Wei Qingsong also said with a smile.

The two parted reluctantly at the gate of the community.

The night is getting darker and darker, and there are few passers-by in the community. Occasionally, residents returning home shuttle through the corridors, leaving a few desolate shadows in the dark night.

As soon as Wei Qingsong walked downstairs, a car stopped in front of her, the driver's door opened, and a tall, beautiful woman stepped out of the car.

The woman has a mixed-race appearance, with fair skin, a high nose, and black eyes. Her facial features also have an oriental charm if you look closely. She has short blond hair and is clean and neat. She looks very cold when paired with a tight black leather jacket.

She raised her head and glanced at the towering apartment building, with a sweet smile on her lips, stretched out her hand to straighten her skirt, and came to Wei Qingsong gracefully.

"S, it turns out you live here, which is really easy for me to find."

Wei Qingsong's face instantly turned cold, and the crimson color on his face due to emotion quickly faded away. The cold light in his eyes moved slightly, and he stared coldly at the mixed-race woman in front of him.

"Alice, you have crossed the line. We have made an agreement that I will cooperate with your actions and you shall not interfere with my private life."

"Don't be angry." Alice looks cold but has a charming smile and a sweet voice. There is a cunning light in her obsidian eyes. "It's not because I can't find you. You don't answer the phone or reply.

Information, this will make me very sad."

Wei Qingsong's face was as dark as water and his tone was cold: "I said, if necessary, I will take the initiative to contact you."

Alice secretly investigated her address and undoubtedly stepped on Wei Qingsong's bottom line.

She doesn't like the feeling of being spied on like prey, whether it's words or words, or Interpol.

She and Yan Zhi are enemies, and she and Interpol only use each other.

Other than that, I don't want to have anything else to do with it.

"It's too bad, you're still as unlovable as ever." Alice gave a frustrated sound and winked at her with a smile, "I'm very worried about you. I heard that Yan Zhi went to Quyang, and I'm afraid that he will jump over the wall and attack you.

, I couldn’t contact you, so I had to find it myself.”

She glanced up and down and nodded with satisfaction: "I'm relieved to see you're fine. By the way, take my six mobile phone numbers out of your blacklist. Please, I'm absolutely

I won’t harass you.”

Wei Qingsong's face was expressionless: "No need, just keep the previous contact information. If nothing happens, I will go home first."

She paused, and her eyebrows suddenly became sharp: "Also, I hope this kind of thing never happens again, otherwise, I will not cooperate with you again."

Her only choice is Interpol, but if Interpol wants to defeat the FBI, it can only rely on the information she provides, so the decision is up to her.

"Okay, I understand." Alice curled her lips in grievance, and I felt pity for her charming face.

Wei Qingsong ignored her and turned around and went upstairs.

The next day, Wei Qingsong had just arrived at the city bureau, and before he had time to talk to Lu Jingming, a young police officer knocked on the door and came in: "Team Lu, Consultant Wei, someone is here."

Lu Jingming nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

"Who?" Wei Qingsong was confused.

Who would come specifically to see them so early in the morning?

Lu Jingming lowered his eyes slightly and shook his head slightly.

Confused, the two of them came to the reception room together.

Sitting on the sofa was a young man with a delicate face and a bright youthful air.

It was none other than Xu Yuan.

"Captain Lu, Consultant Wei." He has a pair of clear and clean eyes, and his smile makes people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

Lu Jingming was taciturn and just nodded lightly, with a cold look on his face.

In contrast, Wei Qingsong seemed much warmer: "Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

The implication was that he wanted to ask him if the Wen family was causing trouble for him.

After Wen Yu's case was over, they went to Quyang temporarily before they even had time to finish writing the report. The subsequent negotiations were all handled by Bureau Wang, and they didn't know whether everything was in order.

Xu Yuan stood up, smiled calmly, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm fine, and I'm continuing to do volunteer work. He likes charity very much. Although he is gone, I want to continue his dream. In the future, I

After graduation, I will continue to help those children."

Tragedies like that of Situ Hui and Wen Cheng have already happened and are irreversible, so we can only do our best to do better and prevent such tragedies from happening again.

He paused and smiled bitterly: "I came here today to thank you. I saw his diary."

Before this, Xu Yuan did not know the existence of the blog diary, and it was Wei Qingsong who informed him about it.

After reading the diary, Xu Yuan realized that it was not that he no longer loved him, nor had he changed his mind, it was just because there were too many pressures and obstacles between them, like a mountain that Yu Gong could not move and Jing Wei could not fill.

Complete sea.

As long as secularism and prejudice exist, people who love each other will never be able to love each other.

Wei Qingsong sighed softly and looked at the scenery outside the window. He fell into silence for a moment. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "You and Wen Yu are both gentle people. I think he would also hope that you can come out as soon as possible and start your own life."

new life."

The dead are gone, and the living should live well, not asking about the past, but only looking at the future.

Xu Yuan was silent for a moment, his eyes clear and firm: "A person is destined to meet many people in his life. They are like stars in the sky, flickering bright and dim, but Wen Yu is different. He is the sun in the sky. When he appears, I

I can no longer see the stars."

But now, his sun has fallen, leaving him alone, trying desperately to emit a faint light, but he never gets a response.

He was given the name Yuan, but with the word "keiyuan", isn't it a kind of disaster?

Wei Qingsong listened quietly, his heart trembled inexplicably, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Lu Jingming beside him.

Xu Yuan's words resonated strongly with her.

She thought that she could completely understand Xu Yuan's choice.

Wei Qingsong suppressed the complex look in his eyes and his voice became softer: "The end of life does not mean disappearance. It will exist in the universe in another way. Sometimes it will be wind, sometimes it will turn into rain, and sometimes it will be rain."

A flower you see will be the crisp and clean breath in the air, accompanying you in any way you can feel, so you don't have to be lonely, it is always there."

When Xu Yuan heard this, his heart was shaken, his eyes gradually became moist, and his voice choked with sobs: "Thank you."

Since Wen Yu's death, the words he heard most often were "Sorrow and surrender" and "There is no resurrection after death".

But Wei Qingsong said: "He has always been there."

This was a great comfort to him.

"Live a good life, not only for yourself, but also for Wen Yu." Wei Qingsong said lightly, "Don't come to the police station so often. If there are no accidents, we probably won't have the chance to meet again. I hope you are well.

.”

When Wei Qingsong said these words, he sincerely hoped that Xu Yuan could say goodbye to the past, but he did not expect that just a week later, they would meet again, still at the murder scene.
Chapter completed!