16 The lingering sound | I heard you were looking for me

On the way back to the parking lot, a sycamore leaf from the edge of the field flew to Lin Weifeng's feet with the autumn wind.

Lin Weifeng quietly took it home and made it into a bookmark.

Although going to Jiangguan Village to collect evidence was an ordinary field mission, Lin Weifeng was always absent-minded after returning home.

She visited the official website of ICPRCP, an international organization that promotes the return of cultural property to its countries of origin, hoping to use knowledge to dispel her mixed feelings.

However, even after drinking three cups of hot water, the webpage remained stuck at the same place.

Noticing that time was passing by, Lin Weifeng simply followed his curiosity and began to search for the official website of INTERPOL - the official website of Interpol, and casually took a look at the recent news.

She said it was casual, but in fact, she naturally wanted to see that familiar figure.

She clicked on a news item about an operation to crack down on chemicals and explosives.

"Over 280,000 kilograms of explosive materials, over 3,400 explosive devices, and thousands of components..."

"So dangerous."

Among the eleven pictures attached to this news, there is one that shows a dozen police officers in bulletproof vests standing in a row and taking a photo with four or five perpetrators.

Because they were fully armed, the photo did not show the policemen's complete faces, but she was sure that Jiang Yu was not there.

After flipping through a few more pictures, she saw a strange black spot on a residential building in the distance in the picture where two policemen in yellow vests were tying up the perpetrator from behind.

She zoomed in, and zoomed in again.

Suddenly, she smiled.

This black spot is Jiang Yu.

The futile search brought her ridiculous happiness. She stretched and leaned back in her chair.

At this time, a text message came from an unfamiliar number: [I am Yang Xiuqi.]

And: [Want to go out for a walk?]

Out of inertia, she opened the text message with a smile on her face, and then her face suddenly turned cold.

Yang Xiuqi continued: [You have to give me a chance to explain.]

Lin Weifeng frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar phone number, but in his mind, he was trying to piece together Jiang Yu's face.

Now that I remember it, I don’t want to forget it again.

She did not reply to Yang Xiuqi, and Yang Xiuqi did not ask any more questions.

After this little incident, Lin Weifeng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

She clicked on "Bully Can't Receive" in the contact list, and the number she had memorized immediately appeared on the screen, as well as the failed call record from more than a month ago.

She stared for a long time, until the wind came in through the windowsill and blew up her long hair. Then she said in her heart:

[I rarely have any expectations of a man.

Unfortunately, you can’t receive it. 】

At this time, Lin Haidong knocked on the door and came in to bring her folded clothes: "My daughter, it has rained frequently these two days. Your jeans are still not dry. But your shirt can be worn tomorrow. I brought it to you first."

“Ouch.”

"I'll put it on the corner of the bed for you. It's up to you whether to put it in the closet or what you want to do."

"good."

Lin Weifeng turned around and smiled at Lin Haidong. Lin Haidong put his clothes away and left.

She stood up and walked to the bed, preparing to match the shirt with a pair of trousers.

She noticed that this shirt was the one she wore on the day she went to Lanxi Country.

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of intimacy came into her heart, which seemed to stir up her hope, or remind her of something.

She put her shirt down and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her reflection on the wall and straightening herself up.

I opened my phone again solemnly, but the page still said "Bully can't receive it."

At that moment, she seemed to have lost her mind and pressed the call button.

Even though she knew it was an unavailable number, she still focused, lowered her eyes, and held the phone to her ear, expecting the voice "The number you dialed is unavailable."

This seemed to have become a ritual that slowed her heartbeat.

But……

Beep—beep—

Surprisingly, the call was connected.

Lin Weifeng gasped in shock and hung up the phone in a panic. The phone almost jumped from her palm onto her shirt at the corner of the bed.

She stood up and paced back and forth across the open space, one hand on her waist and the other fanning her cheek. She looked flustered.

"Crazy."

"I'm really crazy."

"Either I'm crazy or the telecommunications company is crazy."

"It's the same number. Shouldn't it be an unused number?"

But just now, it was indeed connected.

She checked in her mind several times that the call was indeed connected and the number was not invalid.

This fact made her slowly stop, stand in front of the desk, and press the back of the chair.

She looked confused and her heart was beating wildly, as if an invisible electric current instantly ran through her body, rushing to her limbs with an irresistible force.

A gust of wind filled her chest and she shivered.

She stroked her chest, which was shaking like a drum, and looked at her reflection in the window. She suddenly felt much darker because she thought: Could it be that the number has been bought by someone else?

The operating rights of discontinued numbers are in the hands of the operators. If they are chosen by strangers, they can naturally be sold.

This explanation was very scientific and rational, and it cut off her unnecessary hopes.

Thinking of this, the air that had just been ignited by the breath suddenly cooled down.

Because if that's the case, this number will no longer belong to him.

It turns out that missed opportunities will continue to grow and become a busy tone that can never be called back.

After all, there is a cause for every effect. If the original cause is not enough, there is nothing she can do even if the result is not what she wants.

She was stunned for a moment, and finally calmed down.

I'm sorry for being rude and disturbing the new owner of this phone number.

After his breathing slowed down, Lin Weifeng sat back at the desk, looked at the number, pressed his finger on it, and pushed it to the left.

Since it has been bought by someone else, I can only delete it.

But--

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the word "Delete", the phone screen suddenly went dark and jumped to "Caller ID".

It’s the call that “bullies can’t receive.”

It’s over...someone is here to find me.

Lin Weifeng was a polite person. She clicked to answer the call and immediately said, "Sorry, I dialed the wrong number."

The voice from the other side also came at this moment: "Lin Weifeng?"

She hesitated for a moment.

Another moment.

This voice was not from the stranger who purchased the number.

It’s Jiang Yu.

Lin Weifeng seemed to be still. She was really confused and longing for something, so her emotions were so complicated at that moment that she couldn't make a sound.

The other party then said, "During the first call, 'If you're not familiar with me, please call me by my full name.' So, Lin Weifeng, is that correct for me to call you that?"

The arrival of these words slowly brought back Lin Weifeng's lost spirit.

Jiang Yu was talking to herself, and she shouldn't waste this moment.

In the window, her eyes were clear and lively, her skin rosy and moist. The moisture from her breath danced on her eyelashes, and she narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Yes," she said slowly, "Jiang Yu."

Jiang Yu smiled.

There was a tense silence that followed, and the sounds of each other's cautious breathing could be heard from the receivers from time to time.

But just listening to his breathing, Lin Weifeng's heart was filled with turmoil.

She didn't know why a person's voice could cause her such a big physiological reaction.

There is no rain in Jingjiang today, and the night is filled with moonlight and starlight.

In the cool night, the slight heat by the ear can suddenly spread across the mountains and fields.

In fact, Jiang Yu is the same.

But he had no time to care about that. He was tiptoeing back and forth in the corridor of the organization center, thinking about what to say next, what to say to cover up his inability to express himself clearly.

Jiang Yu said, "I heard that you were looking for me." His tone was calm and gentle.

"I—" Lin Weifeng lowered his eyebrows shyly, twisting the corner of his clothes with one hand, "Yes, I wanted to look for you before."

"How far ago?"

"A month ago."

"A month ago?" Jiang Yu's tone brightened. "At that time, we had just separated. Besides, Lawyer Lin was quite indifferent to me."

Jiang Yu began to relax, deliberately mixing a hint of grievance into the ending tone.

After saying this, the image of the airport's indifference to him immediately appeared in Lin Weifeng's mind. She silently regretted it and pressed her empty hand tightly against her forehead.

Oh——It’s over——

Following her own logic, she immediately made amends: "Jiang Yu, I was a little tired on the day I returned home, and I was a little mean to you."

Lin Weifeng's heartbeat almost stopped for a second, and tiny beads of sweat oozed out of his temples.

Jiang Yushun teased her, "So Lawyer Lin knew about this."

"I seem to..."

I seem to have misunderstood you.

He misunderstood that you had someone you liked and flirted with other girls.

Lin Weifeng didn't say it out loud.

Jiang Yu repeated her tone: "You seem to?"

"It's okay, Officer Jiang." Lin Weifeng smiled apologetically, her smile slightly sweet.

Jiang Yu regained his composure and said, "So, what did you want to see me about a month ago?"

Lin Weifeng exhaled a fiery breath: "I want to ask the Interpol Center if there are any reports of stolen cultural relics."

"That's what I wanted to say. Well, I saw it. I saw the email you sent." He immediately.

"Did you see it?"

"Um."

Lin Weifeng: "You handled it."

"It wasn't me at first, but my colleagues in the office knew you were the hostage that day and that you were Chinese, so they told me."

"Hostage," Lin Weifeng repeated, a little sweetly and embarrassedly, "The police have a really good memory."

Jiang Yu asked: "Did you forget?"

"How could that be," Lin Weifeng smiled, "I won't forget."

Jiang Yu jokingly let out an "ow".

"Then I have to thank you for replying to my email in time." Lin Weifeng said politely.

"It's my job."

"It can be considered that I have my own people at the headquarters."

"One of us, is this my new identity? The unfamiliar Lin Weifeng."

Jiang Yu responded quickly, which seemed to have put Lin Weifeng's heart in suspense and he couldn't get back to where he was.

The two of them were silent for a moment after this sentence, each dealing with the mental collision at the opposite ends of the earth.

"This..." Lin Weifeng's heart was about to burst out of his throat, and he began to find words, "Is this number yours?"

"Well, yes." Jiang Yu said firmly.

"But I called once before, and the number was unavailable."

At this time, Jiang Yu's voice became softer, and he said, "I bought it back."

"Why?" she asked instinctively.

Jiang Yu took a noticeable breath and said sincerely, "It's also because I heard that you were looking for me."

Lin Weifeng's heart was about to melt. The arm holding the phone lost strength. She put down the phone and stretched her muscles randomly.

She opened the window wider. The early autumn night was as soft as silk. The cool breeze blew across her warm cheeks, bringing a burst of fragrance.

After about ten seconds, she pressed the phone against her cheek again.

"Jiang Yu, it's morning over there, right?"

"Well, it's night time in Jingjiang now, right?"

"right."

Jiang Yu waited quietly for her to speak.

Lin Weifeng: "Then when will you go to work?"

"I haven't finished get off work yet."

"Are you on a mission?"

"It's done. Otherwise, I wouldn't see your call."

"All night?"

"Um."

“It’s so hard.”

Jiang Yu smiled: "I can't feel it now."

Lin Weifeng hesitated for a moment and didn't have time to analyze the meaning of this sentence, because suddenly it occurred to him: "When I called you, did you know it was me?"

Jiang Yu said in a normal tone, "We checked the visitor registration list for Anhe Restaurant after the operation that day. Your number was on it, so I remembered it."

Lin Weifeng moved his fingers and bit his lips.

What he said were all things that a police officer would do, but after listening to it, I felt warm inside.

She had many more things she wanted to say or verify, but while she was thinking about what to say next, she heard a faint electric sound.

She knew that it was the intercom on his chest calling him.

Jiang Yu's breathing left the receiver for a while, and Lin Weifeng waited for him.

After a while, Jiang Yu really said, "Lin Weifeng, maybe I have to say goodbye first."

"Okay, go back to work, Officer Jiang."

"So straightforward?" Jiang Yu's tone started to sound mean again.

Lin Weifeng was startled for a moment, then added inexplicably, "Last time, when we were transferring, you also said goodbye suddenly. I can't possibly ask you what mission you were going to perform."

Jiang Yu was silent for a while, he didn't seem to realize that Lin Weifeng would say this.

His heart felt like it was twisted and he felt sorry.

Even though she didn't ask, Jiang Yu explained seriously, "These past few days, a terrorist organization has been conducting a transnational prison break at the Lanxi border, and headquarters is accepting applications for assistance."

He was explaining, but Lin Weifeng inexplicably heard a tone of pleading for forgiveness. She moved on her toes and smiled with pursed lips.

"Be careful, Officer Jiang." That's all I have to say.

"You too, Lawyer Lin, don't be a hostage anymore." Jiang Yu said.

“…”

Jiang Yu suppressed a smile and said, "Goodbye, Lin Weifeng."

Lin Weifeng: "Goodbye, Jiang Yu."

After the signal was cut off, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The air in the room was warm and moist at that time, and she was as soft as water.

She calmly put down her phone, stood up quietly, and gently threw herself into the soft quilt. The curled-up space immediately became warmer.

She didn't know at which moment she no longer felt guilty. No matter who Jiang Yu had liked before, she no longer felt guilty.

Because what they are heading towards together is the future.

Also because Jiang Yu remembered her, and she liked Jiang Yu very much.

The perfect feeling of fullness in his heart allowed Lin Weifeng to sleep well.

In the following days, she returned to her life naturally.

The digitization of the Wenyuan Encyclopedia was proceeding at an intensive pace, a significant undertaking that garnered significant attention. The National Museum even sent representatives to Jingjiang for guidance. Lin Weifeng consistently attended meetings and legal discussions arranged by the Jingjiang Museum, earning praise from legal and cultural heritage experts and appearing in the publicity headlines of major museums.

Sheng Xin gave her a substantial raise. Everyone in the Jinhe Management Committee knew about this young woman, and whenever they went out to discuss business, they would almost always mention Lin Weifeng.

She seemed to have become one of Jinhe's external propaganda signatures.

Many clients, especially companies that focus on protecting well-known brands, feel that a law firm that focuses on cultural protection is a law firm worth entrusting.

At the annual meeting, Lawyer Jin personally awarded Lin Weifeng the title of "Dark Horse of the Year" and gave her a bonus of 2,000 yuan.

After receiving the bonus, she called Sun Zhengxiao and asked her out for a late-night snack. Unexpectedly, Sun Zhengxiao was busy writing a short paper for the end of the semester and was stationed in the library to catch up on her work.

Only then did Lin Weifeng realize that it was already early December.