Hearing the doorbell, Su Yue still jumped off the sofa to open the door for Jin Yan.
The moment the door opened, Jin Yan's joyful appearance greeted her, but just as he was about to greet her as usual, Su Yue raised her index finger and made a shushing gesture.
"What's wrong?" Jin Yan immediately lowered his voice and asked, a little uneasy.
Su Yue lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and replied softly, "It's nothing. He just got back from a business trip and is a little tired, resting inside."
Jin Yan let out a long sigh and then smiled again, handing the meal box to Su Yue while saying in a low voice:
"It's good that he's okay. Then I won't come in. If there's anything you want to eat recently, you can tell your sister Liang Mu, don't be shy."
These words were so kind that Su Yue felt a warmth surge in her heart.
She felt that Jin Yan had truly become much more mature and reliable after getting married.
After bidding farewell to Jin Yan, Su Yue carried the meal box to the dining table and then went to Chen Ziming.
Seeing that he was still lost in thought, though worried, she dared not ask further, only calling him softly to eat.
Chen Ziming looked up, his eyes, as if shrouded in mist, gazed at Su Yue, still seemingly immersed in some scenario and unwilling to awaken.
"Chen Ziming," Su Yue's worry increased as she leaned down and looked at him seriously, asking:
"Why are you like this? Really, can't you tell me?"
She saw his eyes dim further with her words.
Su Yue's heart truly sank to the bottom.
But this time, Chen Ziming did not remain silent. He reached out with both hands and took hers.
The moment their hands met, the grip tightened.
As if finally making a difficult decision, a low and sorrowful voice emerged from his lips:
"During this mission, a colleague sacrificed himself to save me."
Each word struck Su Yue's mind like thunder.
Her face showed immense shock and horror as she looked at the man before her in disbelief.
His eyes, as lively as a fawn's, instantly filled with tears, which then cascaded down her lower eyelids like a breaking dam.
Just hearing him say those words was almost unbearable for Su Yue.
No wonder he looked so pained and somber.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself utterly speechless.
"Yueyue, don't cry." Chen Ziming's eyes reddened again. He stood up and gently pulled her into his arms.
However, the feeling of being comforted only deepened his sense of guilt.
Soon, he released Su Yue again.
Su Yue, however, paid no attention, her mind entirely occupied by his words.
Before, she only heard of death and felt it was distant from her.
Now, she finally understood that the passing of life could be so close, so tragic and brutal.
A sudden wave of dread washed over her.
What kind of dangerous scene could have resulted in these well-trained police officers being injured and sacrificed?
If it had been even more dangerous—
Would Chen Ziming have disappeared from her life forever?
"Baby, don't be sad. I just need some time to adjust."
Chen Ziming, unwilling to see her in sorrow, reached out to wipe away her tears and soothed her softly.
Su Yue's tears wouldn't stop, but she still endured the heartache and nodded.
Then, she choked out an answer, "I'll stay with you."
After their emotions had somewhat calmed down, Su Yue led him to the dining table to eat.
Chen Ziming had little appetite, and Su Yue could only watch him eat bit by bit.
At least he managed to eat something.
After dinner, the sky had completely darkened. Chen Ziming's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and quietly went into the study.
Su Yue tidied up the table, and only then did she have time to check her own phone.
There were several missed calls, one of which was from Meng Hualan.
She quickly slipped into the bathroom, locked the door, and called back.