Under the street light, Yu Xiangyang stood tall and straight. He lowered his head slightly and looked directly into her eyes with a firm look.

It was as if an invisible force was surging around the two of them, and Wen Qiuning's heart seemed to be trembling with the vibration of this force.

Just when Wen Qiuning was deeply moved, she heard a sound coming from Yu Xiangyang's stomach.

Yu Xiangyang also heard it, and the corners of his mouth twitched in embarrassment.

Wen Qiuning's lips curled up, and she smiled gently and dotingly, "I haven't had dinner yet, let's find something to eat nearby."

The two came to the noodle shop again.

Familiar environment, familiar smell, familiar people.

Wen Qiuning asked, "How about two bowls of noodles and two sesame cakes?"

Yu Xiangyang said to the boss, "Five more soup dumplings, please."

Wen Qiuning likes to eat their soup dumplings.

After everything was served, Wen Qiuning mixed the noodles in the bowl, and Yu Xiangyang brought his bowl of noodles to Wen Qiuning's bowl.

"Try a little of everything," he said.

Wen Qiuning paused in her movements, and then a pain shot up from her heart. Her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't make a sound due to the pain.

In the past, every time the two of them came to this restaurant to eat noodles, Yu Xiangyang always asked her to try a little of everything, but she couldn't eat that much and didn't want to waste it, so Yu Xiangyang would pick out most of the noodles in her bowl.

Seeing Wen Qiuning not moving, Yu Xiangyang said, "Give me the noodles."

Wen Qiuning lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in them. As before, she gave most of the noodles in the bowl to Yu Xiangyang.

The two ate quietly. Wen Qiuning ate half a bowl of noodles, a sesame seed bun and two soup dumplings.

After Yu Xiangyang finished eating the rest of his food, Wen Qiuning said, "I'll finish it this time."

Yu Xiangyang didn't argue with her. In the past, he always rushed to pay because he knew Wen Qiuning was in financial difficulty, but now Wen Qiuning was fully capable of supporting herself.

The two walked out of the noodle shop, and the wind brought a hint of chill in their faces. Yu Xiangyang was wearing a black coat and black leather shoes. He was tall and straight, and his steps were firm and steady.

Wen Qiuning was wearing a beige coat with her hands in her coat pockets. She walked side by side with Yu Xiangyang, and they always kept a distance of half a meter between them.

Beijing has changed a lot. In two and a half years, the streets, street lights, and buildings on both sides of the road have all changed.

But nothing seemed to have changed. The two had walked down such streets many nights.

During that wonderful time, they felt each other's warmth and love.

They soon arrived at the guesthouse. Wen Qiuning stopped and said, "Yu Xiangyang, you can go back."

After spending a night together, she could clearly feel that Yu Xiangyang was much calmer than he was two years ago.

Yu Xiangyang looked at her, the light outlining his tough features, his eyes gentle, "Your flight is the day after tomorrow, I'll take you there."

He knew that trying to persuade her to stay would be useless, so instead of wasting his time on her words, he would rather be generous and fulfill her wish.

Wen Qiuning smiled and declined, "No, that's Tuesday, it's not convenient for you to come out."

Yu Xiangyang felt reluctant and regretful. He nodded and said, "Okay, then you must be careful when you are abroad."

The night wind lifted the strands of hair beside Wen Qiuning's ears. She tilted her head back, her eyes bright and gentle. "Yu Xiangyang, there are too many variables in this world. Let the past be the past. I sincerely hope that everything will be perfect for you."

After a pause, she continued, "I also want to be honest with you. Except for last time, my blessings to you were not sincere enough. I have been sincere every time."

Yu Xiangyang understood the meaning behind her words. "You don't have to feel pressured or guilty. How I live is my own choice. I have no intention of keeping you or waiting for you to come back. You have your pursuits, and I have mine."

Wen Qiuning said, "Okay, I wish you all the best."

Yu Xiangyang nodded. "Then be careful on the road. Have a safe trip. I'm leaving now."

Yu Xiangyang got on his bicycle and rode away.

The figure slowly disappeared from Wen Qiuning's sight, and she turned and entered the guesthouse.

There always seemed to be something missing between her and Yu Xiangyang, probably the missing point of connection.

The first time, their love was deep and intense, but she chose to leave because of her family and health. The second time, she was prepared, but left because of a misunderstanding. This time, there was no misunderstanding or conflict, but she had already signed up.

Yu Xiangyang is 31 years old this year, and she doesn't want him to drag it on any longer.

Wen Qiuning left Beijing on a flight on Tuesday morning. Yu Xiangyang was packing his things as he was going on a mission.

Yu Xiangyang is out on a mission this time and no one knows when he will be back.

Some people were smuggling and selling antiques abroad, and his superiors ordered Yu Xiangyang to lead a team to capture these people.

Apart from knowing that these people have been active in Jincheng, there are no other clues, so Yu Xiangyang needs to lead people to conduct reconnaissance.

Cheng Jingmo did not go on this mission. He continued to be responsible for the secret investigation of Wu Xiaomin.

It was two days later that Yu Xiangyang and his men arrived in Jincheng. There were many ancient tombs in this place, and those antiques were most likely stolen from the tombs.

Yu Xiangyang and his team prepared sufficient dry food and water and began to go into the mountains to search for the stolen ancient tomb.

After walking for a day, they arrived at the heart of the forest. It was already dark, so they found a cave to rest.

It was late November, and although it hadn't snowed yet, it was freezing cold in the mountains.

They built a fire and ate their food around it.

Suddenly, Yu Xiangyang made a gesture to silence everyone, and everyone became so quiet that they even stopped swallowing.

Yu Xiangyang listened for a while with a serious expression, then signaled everyone to continue.

Everyone then returned to chewing their rations. "Yu Tuan, what did you hear?"

Yu Xiangyang said: "I don't know what animal's cry it is."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had heard the voices of tomb robbers.

"What animal's cry? Why didn't I hear it?" asked a comrade.

"With your ears?" Yu Xiangyang said half-jokingly, "I guess you can't even tell the difference between the calls of a male and a female duck."

"I can tell the difference between a rooster and a hen."

Yu Xiangyang said: "I didn't expect you to be so amazing!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

After eating and drinking, Yu Xiangyang asked everyone to sleep and rest while he took charge.

At this time, I miss Cheng Jingmo especially.

As long as Cheng Jingmo is there, he will rush to take charge.

Yu Xiangyang walked out of the cave quietly and began to search nearby.

What he just heard was not the cry of an animal, but a human voice. He said this on purpose because he didn't want to alert the enemy.

About half a kilometer away from the cave, Yu Xiangyang found a pool of blood.

He looked around the bloodstains and saw footprints of an adult male.

He became more alert, drew the pistol from his waist and began to search.

Under the moonlight, Yu Xiangyang's lonely and tall figure was projected on the ground as he walked and observed.

Until the footsteps reached the edge of a cliff and disappeared.

Did he jump off a cliff?

Yu Xiangyang bent down and looked down the cliff. About two meters away from the edge of the cliff, on a protruding rock, half of a shoe was exposed.