Chapter 120

Li Qingyao was surprised, but soon calmed down and asked, "What do you think? Do you want to go?" After all, his company is doing well now, and he is not necessarily worse off than some of his peers who graduated from prestigious schools. If he goes to school, it means starting all over again.

Sure enough, he said, “I’m still thinking about it.”

Li Qingyao thought for a moment and said seriously, "Follow your true inner thoughts. I don't think that studying at Tsinghua University is more noble and worthy than starting a business from scratch. The key is what kind of person you want to be in this life and what kind of life you want to live in the future. If studying at Tsinghua University can help you achieve that goal, it can't be replaced by making more money. But I believe that no matter which path you take, you will do well." Then she smiled again, brightly and cheerfully: "Mr. Luo, don't forget each other when you become rich and powerful. I believe that in the near future, I, a small policeman, will also have an old friend who is either rich or powerful."

Luo Huaizheng also smiled, his eyes slightly curved, his pupils looking deeper than the night sky and brighter than the stars.

"Thank you for your kind words," he said. "I'll think about it carefully."

Li Qingyao waved at him and turned to go upstairs. But after walking a few steps, she could still feel the gaze behind her, as if it was real, falling on her. Li Qingyao paused for a moment, without looking back, and strode upstairs.

Luo Huaizheng held the handrail of the stairs with one hand, raised his head, and could only see the corner of her clothes through the gap between the stairs, appearing and disappearing from time to time. The lights came on layer by layer, and she went all the way to the top floor, and then there was a faint sound of the door opening, and then the door closed with a "bang".

Silence returned to the stairwell, and the lights gradually dimmed, leaving only darkness.

Luo Huaizheng let go of the handrail of the stairs and lowered his head. There was a cement floor under his feet. He saw tiny pieces of garbage and a lot of dust in the gaps between the steps. He was stunned for a while, turned around and looked at his car. His hand had already touched the car keys in his pocket, but he didn't want to leave like this.

He felt very clearly that he didn't want everything to end like this.

So he took out half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, tilted his head to block the wind with his palm to light it, lowered his head to take a puff, held it between his fingers, and looked up at the dilapidated neighborhood.

He was taught to smoke in prison, but he never smoked much. After he was released, he only smoked a few cigarettes when he was extremely tired or almost couldn't bear it anymore. He was obviously very happy and relaxed all night, but now he wanted to smoke for no reason.

A cigarette burned out quickly, he poked the butt on the top of the trash can and threw it into the ash pile. The autumn night wind brought a little chill, he gathered his windbreaker with both hands, leaned against the dirty wall, and stood with his long legs slightly bent. All around were dark buildings, the lights on the road were dim, and there were scattered pedestrians in a hurry. At this moment, Luo Huaizheng suddenly felt the loneliness surge like a tide again, almost drowning him.

But he just stood there without moving. After a while, he lit another cigarette and smoked it slowly. He lowered his head, thinking about something.

Always thinking.

Luo Huaizheng didn't know how he looked in the eyes of others at this moment.

Chen Pu walked to his balcony when Luo Huaizheng lit his fourth cigarette.

Just as Li Qingyao expected, he ate two bowls of instant noodles with pickled cabbage and beef, and added a sausage. Before he could digest it completely, he went to do some weight training and jumped 5000 ropes. After sweating all over, he felt refreshed and all his anger was gone. After taking a shower, Chen Pu put on an old T-shirt, shorts, and slippers and went to the balcony to get some fresh air.

The first thing I looked at was of course the window opposite.

The lights were on, but the curtains were drawn.

Chen Pu narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately felt comfortable.

I came back quite early.

If there is really something between a man and a woman, even if it is just on a spiritual level, how could they go home before 9 o'clock?

Chen Pu's slightly tense muscles relaxed all of a sudden. He lazily put one arm on the balcony, leaned his body sideways, and looked around aimlessly. He saw the man standing downstairs on the opposite building.

Chen Pu was stunned.

The night was like a pool of thick ink, immersing the entire street and the entire building. Even though the surrounding background was so dim, it could not hide Luo Huaizheng's handsomeness and uprightness. His hair was darker than the clouds, his face was more handsome than a painting, and his every move was as serene but dazzling as jade.

Luo Huaizheng held a cigarette between his fingers, and from time to time he lifted it up and took a deep puff. Chen Pu immediately noticed that his smoking action revealed a rare impatience. Someone walked by, startling the sensor light, which also illuminated the face of the male Bodhisattva. Chen Pu clearly saw that Luo Huaizheng's brows were extremely solemn, and his dark eyes stared at the air in front of him, looking absent-minded. Even Chen Pu could feel how much he was struggling and how depressed he was at the moment.

Chen Pu's heart skipped a beat, as if he understood something.

At this moment, Luo Huaizheng seemed to notice Chen Pu's overly sharp gaze and looked over.

More than ten meters apart, in the thick night, their eyes met in the air.

During this period, the two had a lot of contact because of the case. Luo Huaizheng has always been grateful to these policemen, especially Chen Pu, so in daily interactions, he is very polite and expresses his respect and gratitude to Chen Pu without any reservation.

When Chen Pu is working, he never allows himself to bring personal emotions, as that is too unmanly. Moreover, Luo Huaizheng's experience is worthy of sympathy. It is the story of the top student in distress that Chen Pu hates to see the most. After all, Chen Pu has loved top students since he was a child. Regardless of whether they are men or women, delicate top students can get his pity. Moreover, didn't Chen Pu make up his mind a long time ago to be a decent contestant in front of Li Qingyao? Therefore, Chen Pu has always been very friendly and caring to Luo Huaizheng. It can be said that the two men understand each other tacitly and get along well with each other.

But at this moment, they looked at each other quietly, neither of them smiled, but neither of them showed any malice. He looked at his embarrassment and hesitation, and he looked at his vigilance and readiness.

Only a few moments later, Luo Huaizheng lowered his head, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and put it out on the ash cover on top of the trash can. So Chen Pu followed his line of sight and saw the other three cigarette butts.

Chen Pu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Luo Huaizheng didn't look at him again. He gently patted the ash off his fingers. His expression was completely calm, his brows were peaceful, and his steps were neither hurried nor slow.

Luo Huaizheng turned around and went straight upstairs.

Chen Pu's eyes widened.

He watched the lights light up one by one, but he could no longer see Luo Huaizheng. Chen Pu had a fiery body, and his whole body was originally warm, but now he felt a layer of coldness on his back, and cold sweat appeared on his palms without knowing when.

He stared at the scene blankly, his mind was confused for a moment. When he walked into the house, he realized that he had come in without knowing when. He looked at the familiar home and everything around him, and suddenly felt his heart pounding. He had the urge to rush downstairs right now, climb up the opposite building at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and stand between them regardless of anything. But he really didn't have the face to do such a cheap and cheap thing.

The male protagonist who had been away for seven episodes finally decided to appear, and he wanted to take the female protagonist with him. Male No. 7 hadn't even said a decent line yet, so was it going to end in disgrace? But damn, even Male No. 7 had to admit that they looked like the right people, a match made in heaven that even God couldn't bear to separate.

Chen Pu sat on the sofa, his eyes fell on his phone, he picked it up, clicked on WeChat, and saw the dialog box between himself and Li Qingyao these days. He stared at it blankly for a while, put his finger on it, paused for several seconds, and then sent it: [I have something to say to you later. ]

A second later, he sent a second message: [Wait for me! ]

Li Qingyao: [? ? ]

Chen Pu sent the third message: [Li Qingyao, you must wait for me.]

See you tomorrow~