On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Time flies, and it's time to graduate from high school.

Zhao Yueyue slowly emerged from the shadow of Su Yuqing's death.

Li Fengzhi no longer needs to be hospitalized and has been taken home by Li Gang to recuperate.

But he was still in a dazed state, only not as violently as before when he would occasionally yell and shout at the air.

Everyone gradually emerged from the shadow of Su Yuqing's death.

Only one person became increasingly entangled in this matter.

Although the scenes before her eyes always passed by quickly, Su Yuqing still saw how Chen Mo had spent these days.

His pain, his struggle, and his emotions.

The death of an ordinary classmate could not have caused Chen Mo such a huge blow.

Su Yuqing could sense Chen Mo's feelings for her.

Even though the two weren't particularly close before, their interactions were merely restrained attempts to make contact despite mutual attraction.

Su Yuqing watched little by little as Chen Mo went from being a student with average grades to a top-ranked student through a crazy surge.

When a person can dedicate their entire life to something, it's hard for them not to do it well.

Since Chen Mo isolated himself, although he has become withdrawn, he has gained a high level of concentration that is hard for people his age to match.

He can study with complete focus and absorb knowledge like crazy.

The same applies to physical exercise.

With an iron will and exceptional focus, Chen Mo achieved a double breakthrough in both physical fitness and academic performance.

But the price was also obvious: he gave up all entertainment, social interaction, and even his own sense of self.

Such a person's mental state is clearly not very good.

Seeing Chen Mo's almost manic self-discipline, Su Yuqing felt a pang of pain in her heart.

During this process, Su Yuqing saw another version of herself.

A phantom, floating self.

She would appear from time to time, watching Chen Mo with a pained expression.

All the images conveyed an unusually strange feeling.

Time flies, and I'm now in university.

After entering university, Chen Mo's life did not change much.

Su Yuqing was as if pulled by invisible threads, following Chen Mo like a shadow, forced to watch as the boy who once had a lazy smile gradually sank into the cold abyss called "self-criticism" in this "world without her".

After entering university, Chen Mo's choices, like his life trajectory, pointed towards the only source of light—the truth.

He unhesitatingly devoted himself to criminal investigation, criminal psychology, forensic medicine, and rigorous police combat and shooting training.

The library became his second dormitory. He was always the first to enter when the library opened and the last to be asked to leave by the librarian when the lights went out.

The book was worn and yellowed from being turned over so many times, and his notes were densely packed like a codebook, yet the handwriting had an almost rigid neatness, a trace of intense concentration and mental tension.

In class, he was like a silent sponge, his sharp eyes absorbing every detail of the cases, every investigative method, and every legal provision the professor described.

He no longer studied for exams, but for the truth revealed in that rainy alley. The training ground was his execution ground.

Every blow he endured during sparring, every punch that caused his arm muscles to spasm, every breakthrough in his physical limits—all were relentless judgments of his own body.

Sweat soaked through his training clothes, and his skin was covered in scars. He seemed to feel no pain, or perhaps he needed this pain to prove that he was still "alive" and could still do something for the person who had passed away.

His gaze was particularly terrifying during training, a cold flame burning within its emptiness, causing instructors and classmates to instinctively keep their distance.

He completely cut off contact with his former high school classmates and lived a solitary life in college.

For him, the dormitory was just a place to sleep, and his roommates gradually got used to his silence and his early mornings and late nights.

Any attempt at goodwill—an invitation to a meal, a group collaboration, or even just a simple greeting—was repelled by the invisible wall of ice emanating from him.

He wasn't indifferent; rather, he had welded shut all emotional channels, leaving only a one-way street leading to "solving the case."

Chen Mo began studying criminal investigation, police combat techniques, and other related knowledge with a frenzy.

Su Yuqing watched him work hard and sweat step by step... successfully graduate from school, pass the brutal joint police examination, and enter the grassroots police station as he wished.

But this is not the end, but a stepping stone for him to the criminal investigation team.

After entering the police station, Chen Mo began to work extremely hard in order to achieve enough results to join the criminal investigation team as soon as possible.

Because his ultimate goal was to investigate Su Yuqing's case.

"Workaholic" is the label his colleagues privately gave him.

He volunteered to take on the hardest, most tiring, and most dangerous jobs: patrolling late at night, staking out, and arresting armed suspects.

Wherever there is an emergency, he is always at the forefront.

His eyes are like those of a hawk, always able to find clues in the confused accounts of those who report crimes or in seemingly ordinary scenes.

His injuries became his medals.

He cut his arm on a broken bottle while apprehending a drunkard; he fell off a motorcycle while chasing a motorcycle thief, sustaining large scrapes; when faced with a mentally ill person holding a knife and taking hostages, he rushed forward without hesitation to block the knife, leaving a long wound on his groin from the sharp blade.

Each time he was injured, he silently accepted the bandages and refused to rest, as if the pain was a torment to atone for his sins.

Su Yuqing looked at his blood-stained uniform and pale face, her heart aching so much that her soul trembled.

Her eyes were filled with nothing but love and tenderness.

She felt that Chen Mo in this world was suffering too much.

It was so painful that she couldn't bear to watch.

The moment he was injured and fell to the ground while saving a little girl who had been kidnapped by a mental patient, she instinctively rushed over and pressed on his bleeding wound. The two, who were originally unable to touch each other, at this moment Su Yuqing's fingertips seemed to feel a faint warmth in Chen Mo's blood, and the bleeding from Chen Mo's wound seemed to decrease for a moment.

Su Yuqing didn't even know if it was her imagination, because Chen Mo was quickly given first aid and bandaged by other police officers.

Seeing Chen Mo's relaxed expression despite his injury, Su Yuqing felt that Chen Mo was torturing her.

To atone for one's sins through pain.

As the scene continues to unfold.

Every task Chen Mo undertook, every theft, brawl, and fraud case he solved, continuously built up his achievements, earned him recognition, and brought him closer to the criminal investigation team. (End of Chapter)