Quiet…
A knowing expression appeared on the man's face, colder than before.
"So that's what you're worried about."
His voice also carried a hint of chill.
??? He doesn't seem very happy?
"Mmm... I am worried..." Her assertiveness immediately weakened, finding it hard to guess what he was thinking.
He looked at her, his eyes holding emotions she couldn't comprehend. He tightened his grip around his waist.
"Do you want to hear the truth?"
Su Yue suddenly felt a bit nervous. Why was it the same as what Chen Cheng had said that day?
But hearing it from the person involved was much more reliable than Chen Cheng's wild guesses.
In her eyes, there was a hint of caution. Her soft hands unconsciously wrapped around his shoulders, fearing that what he was about to say might shock her.
Having prepared herself, she nodded: "Listen."
"There are quite a few."
Quite a few…
That was fine, not at all unreasonable.
"But I don't like any of them and rejected them quite thoroughly."
Yes, he had mentioned this point before.
"For people like Zheng Yan and Feng Jingjing, I don't really have many options. Zheng Yan is easier to deal with; pressure can be applied through her parents. But Feng Jingjing..."
"What about Feng Jingjing?" she asked with a slight prickle of alertness.
Chen Ziming lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, and then began to narrate:
"She was a hostage I rescued during a mission. It was when I was interning, about five years ago, during the summer break of my second year in university."
"A criminal hijacked a bus. The negotiation expert was responsible for talking to the perpetrator. The hijacker demanded two million in cash. In the end, the negotiation resulted in him opening a window and asking a passenger to retrieve something."
"Feng Jingjing was the passenger chosen."
"When she opened the window, her face turned ashen with fear, and she wanted to jump out directly. The hijacker stabbed her with a knife. That's when I directly climbed through the window and apprehended him."
"This was also my first commendation."
"Feng Jingjing was taken to the hospital. We police officers naturally had to visit and record her statement. Since I had less work during my internship, I was assigned to go with another senior officer."
"And then, that's how it happened."
Night had fallen, and the warm white light inside illuminated the man's face. Accompanying his low voice telling the story, it added a touch of solemnity and gravity to him.
The girl was completely engrossed, her heart following his words.
So that girl had such an experience.
This made it understandable. In her eyes, Officer Chen was the hero who saved her life. It was true that beautiful women often fell for heroes, and it was reasonable.
Especially when this hero also possessed such a good appearance.
If it were her, she might not have been able to move on either.
"So, she's been pursuing you for five years?" she asked with a hint of disbelief.
"Yes. I wasn't initially at the Yu Luojie Police Station, but wherever I was, she would rent an apartment nearby. After graduating from university, she didn't work either and just lingered around me."
"Her parents also approached me a few times. Initially, I tried to reason with her, but she always repeated the same things."
"Later, there was nothing I could do. After all, she's a civilian, and I'm a police officer. As long as she wasn't harming society, I could only let her be."
The story ended, and the girl in his arms fell silent.
An indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.
No wonder she had felt pity when she saw her eyes that day. Feelings arise from perception. Her eyes were so clear, just like her sincere and pure affection for Chen Ziming.
In comparison, she truly felt inadequate.
"Do you want to hear more? I'll tell you anything you want to hear."
The man's fingers brushed across her delicate eyebrows, their soft, downy texture causing him to reveal a slight smile.
"No more," she said, her heart aching.
If she was always being told she wouldn't live past this month.
Then, hearing a few more stories like this might mean she wouldn't live through tonight.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing the look of guilt on her face, he moved his hand from her brow and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
He asked softly.
"Chen Ziming," she suddenly called his name gently.
It was the first time she had called him by his name like this.
Her soft, sweet voice uttered his name word by word, like dew in the summer mountains, dripping from leaves into a stream.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
Creating ripples on the water's surface.
And also stirring his heart.