Shen Qingli looked at Jiang Yubai with a smile, his eyes showing a hint of doubt and ridicule, "Are you sure you want to climb up so late?"

Her voice was particularly clear in the quiet night, like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, causing slight ripples.

"Aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

Jiang Yubai spread his hands in dismay, with a relaxed smile on his face, "I can take a day off, just in time for a rest."

His eyes were always on Shen Qingli, as if the person in front of him was the most important person in his world at this moment.

"What about you? If you want to take a class, I'll change my direction."

When Shen Qingli heard this, his eyes dimmed for a moment, showing a complex emotion.

But she quickly hid these emotions, not wanting Jiang Yubai to notice, "It just so happens that I have a day off tomorrow."

She smiled again, trying to keep the atmosphere relaxed.

"Then let's try to climb up tonight." Shen Qingli said with a faint smile.

"Wait here for a moment. I'm going to buy something." Jiang Yubai said as he walked to the side.

His figure quickly blended into the surrounding night. Shen Qingli looked at his back and was slightly distracted. She murmured to herself: "Brother, can climbing really make the troubles disappear?"

It would be nice if it were true.

Many people come to Beijing's Wutong Temple every day. This temple carries the dreams, sweat and memories of countless people.

For Shen Qingli, although she was born and studied here, every inch of land here seems to be imprinted with the footprints of her growth.

However, she never actually climbed to the top.

She didn't know what the scenery was like on the top of the mountain.

After a while, Jiang Yubai came back with a black backpack on his body. "I bought some water and food. This parasol tree is not as easy to climb as I imagined.

Have you ever climbed to the top?" He looked at Shen Qingli with a questioning look.

Shen Qingli shook his head, "Have you been there?"

"Well, I climbed there alone a few years ago, but I haven't been here much in recent years."

Jiang Yubai's eyes were somewhat distant, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted back to a few years ago.

A few years ago, he had to give up his beloved medical career for the family company. It was a difficult decision, like tearing apart a part of his life.

That night, he climbed alone in the dark. There was endless silence all around him, with only the sound of his footsteps and heavy breathing.

Standing on the rooftop, he looked down at this prosperous yet strange city and thought a lot about dreams and responsibilities, about loss and possession.

That was a turning point in his life and also a memory hidden deep in his heart.

Shen Qingli had a slight illusion that she seemed to have seen disappointment in his eyes just now.

Jiang Yubai handed her a bottle of water and said, "Student Shen Qingli, have you decided whether you want to climb up and take a look?"

Shen Qingli nodded. "Now that I'm here, there's no reason to back down. I'm going to climb up and take a look tonight no matter what."

Jiang Yubai reached out and patted her shoulder, "Let go, I will bring you down safely."

Shen Qingli looked at him and smiled, "Brother, I can certainly trust you. Let's do it!"

After he finished speaking, Shen Qingli had already started walking towards the stone stairs.

Jiang Yubai looked at her back and said, "Xiao Li, we meet again. Does that mean I have a chance?"

Shen Qingli turned around and saw him still standing there. She shouted, "Brother, hurry up."

Hearing the voice, Jiang Yubai responded, "I'm coming."

It's hard for handsome men and beautiful women to climb up the stairs without attracting the attention of their companions.

Someone whispered, "Did you see those two people in front? They look like a good match."

"That boy is so handsome and that girl is so beautiful!"

"Really? I was looking somewhere else just now, I didn't see it. No, I have to chase it and check it out."

…

Zhou Yanchen had been sitting in the car waiting for Shen Qingli to come back.

Time passed by minute by minute, and almost two hours had passed, but she still hadn't come back.

Only then did Zhou Yanchen realize that he didn't know Shen Qingli at all.

I don't know if she has any friends in Beijing, or how her relationship with her family is.

He had ignored her for the past two years, but after that night, he found that he could no longer remain calm when he saw her.

Zhou Yanchen was quite angry. Where on earth had Shen Qingli gone?

He picked up his phone and called Chang You, "Hello, has the matter not been investigated yet?"

"Boss, we have some clues. The lady might have been framed."

"But we are currently watching the surveillance video, and we haven't found out who framed her yet. I will let you know as soon as I have the result."

"Yeah." Zhou Yanchen hung up the phone.

Zhou Yanchen always remembered that he had added Shen Qingli on WeChat before.

But he didn't remember what her WeChat name was.

Fortunately, he didn't have many friends, so he started looking for them one by one.

He lazily leaned against the back of the car seat, his fingers sliding across the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes focused and serious, not missing any WeChat messages that might be from Shen Qingli.

Time passed slowly during this somewhat boring search, and finally, his sight fixed on a face with a capital S on WeChat.

His dance seemed to miss a beat, and a subtle intuition told him that this was it.

Looking at the profile picture again, it is a slender figure from behind. Although it is just a back view, the figure and hairstyle look like Shen Qingli no matter how you look at it.

Zhou Yanchen's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he could not wait to click into her circle of friends. However, what came into his sight was a blank, and all he could see was a horizontal line.

He frowned slightly, a trace of helplessness and doubt appeared on his face, and he whispered softly: "Shen Qingli, you actually blocked me."

Zhou Yanchen hesitated for a moment and decided to take the initiative to click. His slender fingers moved quickly across the screen. He edited a simple message "Where are you?" and then clicked send.

But the next second, the content of the dialog box that popped up made him stunned, "You are not a friend of the other party yet, please add the other party as a friend first."

He stared at the screen, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.

He slowly squeezed out a few words from his lips: "Shen Qingli, you dare to delete me."

These few words seemed to carry his complex emotions: surprise, anger, and perhaps a hint of subtle grievance.

He never thought that Shen Qingli would take the initiative to delete him.

He went back to the call log, found Shen Qingli's number and called her. "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is busy. Please call back later."

Zhou Yanchen felt a little uncomfortable. She even blocked his phone number.

"Shen Qingli, you are really great." The man whispered.

Just then, Chang You called, "Hello, what's up?"

Chang You heard that his boss' tone was a little bad, so he asked, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yanchen said impatiently: "If you have something to say, then go ahead. If not, then hang up now."

"No, Boss, we have found the person who framed your wife."

At this moment, Zhou Yanchen thought that Shen Qingli had deleted him, so there was no point for him to help her investigate.

"Chang You, don't worry about her affairs from now on."