Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 86 Alice
Their eyes met, and tenderness and affection flowed between them.

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

The two parted reluctantly at the entrance of the residential compound.

As night deepened, few people walked through the neighborhood. Occasionally, residents returning home would wander through the stairwells, leaving behind a few desolate shadows in the darkness.

As soon as Wei Qingsong reached the bottom of the stairs, a car stopped in front of her. The driver's side door opened, and a tall, beautiful woman stepped out of the car.

The woman had mixed-race features: fair skin, a high nose bridge, and black eyes, with a subtle Eastern charm in her features. Her short, neat blond hair, paired with a tight black leather jacket, gave her a cool and aloof look.

She looked up at the towering apartment building, a sweet smile playing on her lips. She straightened her skirt and gracefully approached Wei Qingsong.

"S, so you live here. I've been looking for you for ages."

Wei Qingsong's face instantly turned cold, the blush that had appeared on her face due to passion quickly faded, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes as she coldly stared at the mixed-race woman in front of her.

"Alice, you've crossed the line. We've agreed on three rules: I'll cooperate with your actions, and you can't interfere with my private life."

"Don't be angry." Alice appeared cold, but her smile was charming and her voice was sweet. Her obsidian eyes gleamed with a sly light. "It's because I can never reach you. You don't answer the phone or reply to messages, which makes me very sad."

Wei Qingsong's face was ashen, and his tone was icy: "I said that if necessary, I would contact you."

Alice's secret investigation into her address undoubtedly crossed Wei Qingsong's bottom line.

She disliked the feeling of being watched like prey, whether by Yan Zhi or Interpol.

She and Yan Zhi are enemies, and her relationship with Interpol is merely one of mutual exploitation.

I don't want to be involved with anything else besides that.

"Oh no, you're still as unlovable as ever." Alice said with a disappointed and coquettish tone, then winked at her with a grin. "I was really worried about you. I heard that Yan Zhi went to Quyang, and I was afraid that he would do something desperate to you. I couldn't get in touch with you, so I had to come here myself."

She glanced around and nodded with satisfaction: "I'm relieved to see you're alright. By the way, please remove my six phone numbers from your blacklist, please. I promise I won't bother you again."

Wei Qingsong said expressionlessly, "There's no need. Just keep our old contact methods. If there's nothing else, I'll go home now."

She paused, her expression suddenly turning sharp: "Also, I hope this kind of thing won't happen again, otherwise, I will not cooperate with you again."

She has more options than just Interpol, but Interpol can only beat the FBI if they rely on the information she provides, so the decision rests with her.

"Okay, I got it." Alice pouted, looking pitiful with her charming face.

Wei Qingsong ignored her and turned to go upstairs.

The next day, Wei Qingsong had just arrived at the Municipal Public Security Bureau and hadn't even had a chance to speak with Lu Jingming when a junior officer knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Captain Lu, Advisor Wei, someone is looking for you."

Lu Jingming nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

"Who is it?" Wei Qingsong was completely confused.

Who would come looking for them so early in the morning?
Lu Jingming lowered his eyes slightly and gently shook his head.

Confused, the two went to the reception room together.

A young man sat upright on the sofa, with delicate features and a bright, youthful aura.

It was none other than Xu Yuan.

"Captain Lu, Advisor Wei." He had a pair of clear and clean eyes, and his smile gave people a comfortable feeling like a spring breeze.

Lu Jingming was a man of few words, and simply nodded slightly, his expression aloof.

In contrast, Wei Qingsong was much warmer: "Long time no see, how have you been lately?"

The implication was that he wanted to know if the Wen family had made things difficult for him.

After Wen Yu's case was over, they hadn't even finished writing the report when they went to Quyang. All the subsequent negotiations were handled by Director Wang, and it's unclear whether everything went smoothly.

Xu Yuan stood up, smiled gently, and said in a soft voice, "I'm fine. I'm still doing volunteer work. He loved public welfare. Although he's gone, I want to carry on his dream. After I graduate, I will continue to help those children."

Tragedies like those of Situ Hui and Wen Cheng have already happened and cannot be undone, so the only thing to do is to do better so that such tragedies will not happen again.

He paused, then gave a bitter smile: "I came here today to thank you. I saw his diary."

Prior to this, Xu Yuan was unaware of the existence of the blog diary; it was Wei Qingsong who informed him of it.

After reading the diary, Xu Yuan realized that he hadn't stopped loving her or changed his mind. It was just that there were too many unavoidable obstacles between them, like the mountains that Yu Gong couldn't move or the sea that Jingwei couldn't fill.

As long as societal norms and prejudices exist, people who love each other can never truly love each other.

Wei Qingsong sighed softly, gazing at the scenery outside the window, and fell silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "You and Wen Yu are both gentle people. I think he would also hope that you can get out of this as soon as possible and start your new life."

The deceased are gone, and those who are alive should live well, not dwelling on the past, but looking to the future.

Xu Yuan paused for a moment, her eyes clear and firm: "In one's life, one is destined to meet many people. They are like stars in the sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dim. But Wen Yu is different. He is the sun in the sky. Once he appears, I can no longer see the stars."

But now, his sun has fallen, leaving him all alone, desperately trying to emit a faint light, but receiving no response.

He was given the name Yuan, but the word Yuan itself is also a kind of calamity.
Wei Qingsong listened quietly, a strange tremor running through her heart, and her gaze involuntarily turned to Lu Jingming beside her.

Xu Yuan's words resonated strongly with her.

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

Wei Qingsong concealed the complex expression in his eyes, and his voice became even softer: "The end of life does not mean disappearance. He will exist in the universe in another way. Sometimes he will be the wind, sometimes he will turn into rain, he will be a flower you see, he will be the clear and clean air, accompanying you in any way you can feel. So you don't have to be lonely, he is always there."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan's heart trembled, her eyes gradually welled up with tears, and her voice choked with emotion: "Thank you."

Since Wen Yu's death, the words he heard most often were "please accept my condolences" and "the dead cannot be brought back to life."

But Wei Qingsong said, "He has always been here."

This was already a great comfort to him.

"Live well, not only for yourself, but also for Wenyu," Wei Qingsong said calmly. "Don't come to the police station so often. If nothing unexpected happens, we probably won't have the chance to meet again. I hope you're doing well."

When Wei Qingsong said those words, he genuinely hoped that Xu Yuan could say goodbye to the past. However, he never expected that they would meet again just a week later, at the scene of a murder.

(End of this chapter)