Before bed, Nian Xi received Jiang Yuningâs WeChat message.
âAre we really together? Am I dreaming? What should I do? Iâm too happy to sleep. I miss you.â
After receiving countless messages from him, the sweetness in Nian Xiâs heart faded, and her patience ran out. She called him.
âXi, do you miss me?â Jiang Yuningâs happy voice was heard from the other side of the phone.
âDo you know what time it is?â Nian Xi said reminding him.
â2:20... I didnât know it was so late.â
âNow you know, so itâs time to sleep.â Nian Xi almost wanted to cry. âI need to work tomorrow morning.
âIâm sorry. I thought you were already asleep. I meant for you to read my messages in the morning,â said Jiang Yuning in a weak voice.
âIâm a police officer. An emergency might happen at any time, so I normally donât turn off my phone. As for WeChat... usually, no one would message me in the middle of the night.â Nian Xi felt slightly sad to mention that. Most of the people her age had someone to worry about them at night.
âWhat a coincidence. No one messages me at night either,â Jiang Yuning said.
âYou didnât even have a phone before.â Nian Xi found it funny.
âNo one would message me even if I had a phone. Iâm going to let you sleep. Goodnight.â After saying that, Jiang Yuning fell into silence.
The call hadnât ended yet. âWhy donât you hang up?â Nian Xi asked.
âI donât think hanging up on girls is polite. You hang up first.â
Nian Xi smiled and ended the call. After that, she found that she couldnât sleep. After all, it was her second relationship. A lot of thoughts were going on in her mind.
She had no regrets though. She couldnât stay single forever.
...
In the morning, not long after she woke up, she received another message from Jiang Yuning.
âHave you had breakfast yet? Iâll bring you some.â
Nian Xi told him not to do that. It wasnât necessary for him, an injured person, to deliver breakfast to her.
After she arrived at the police station, Duan Yangâs parents came over to thank her and Fang Qi.
âOfficer Nian, Officer Fang, the real murderer who took our sonâs life might have gotten away if it wasnât for you two. Thank you, thank you so much. We donât have much to give, so this is only a small gift from us.â
âMr. and Mrs. Duan, please.â Nian Xi hurriedly offered them seats. The gray-haired couple made her sigh. âWe did what we should have done. We cannot accept your gift. If we did, weâd be failing our job. You two should head home.â
âWeâve lost our only son. Whatâs the point of our life now?â
Mr. and Mrs. Duan spent quite a while expressing their gratitude toward Nian Xi and her colleagues, then left in sadness.
Looking at them leave, Nian Xi felt a little sad too. âWhy are there bad people in this world? I used to feel that being a police officer was exhausting and dangerous, but now, I seem to have found the meaning of it. Investigating, finding evidence. It doesnât matter what you do. Every step is critical for solving a case.â
Captain Chen patted her on the shoulder and said, âItâs good that you are thinking this way. You and Fang Qi worked well together this time. As this is your first case. I can say that you solved it rather speedily. You exerted yourself with no rest. Come to my office later for your new case.â
âWe have a new case?â Nian Xi curved her lips downward. There was a new case, meaning that something bad had happened.
âI too hope the world can be peaceful without any harm done.â Captain Chen sighed.
...
At 4:00 p.m., when Nian Xi and Fang Qi were discussing the new case, Uncle Han surprisingly showed up.