When he returned to his single-person home, Li Yuzhen looked at the money transferred into his account and his shoulders slumped. He walked into the house, closed the door, and did not turn on the lights.

He took out a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator, opened the lid, and slid down to sit on the floor next to the refrigerator. He looked at the colorful lights coming in through the window and curled his lips in a mocking manner.

After drinking most of the wine, his consciousness became blurred.

He began to count.

He counted in a strange way. At first, he was fine from one to seventy, but when he got to seventy-one, he suddenly went back to fifty, and then kept repeating the number from fifty to seventy. Sometimes he would miss a few numbers in the middle, and sometimes fifty-one was followed by seventy, as if he was stuck in a dead end.

At the very end, Li Yuzhen kept muttering "fifty-three, fifty-three", drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and fell asleep on the ground.

People like him can't do anything.

That's why my number was suspended and I became a teacher.

But he can't be a teacher, he can't do anything.

——

When Ling Shuangxi received the express delivery at Qimen headquarters in the afternoon, she was still wondering why Li Yuzhen suddenly sent her something, but when she opened the box, she found another box inside.

It was a box unique to Qimen for holding ashes, with a plaque on it bearing Huajianzui's serial number: SE313.

Ling Shuangxi clutched the express box tightly, controlled her emotions, walked back to the office, locked the door, sat down against the door, hugged Hua Jianzui's urn, and cried silently.

The past was vivid in her mind. Ling Shuangxi looked at the neatly folded red scarf on the table, bit her lip, and pressed her face against the silver nameplate. She said nothing and sat quietly for the entire afternoon. During this time, she did not see anyone.

——

"Executive Officer Gu, someone's looking for you!" The Yueshi who reported made way for Wei Yang. "Miss, please go in. Brother Gu has nodded."

Gu Ran was wearing a panda mask today and was standing in front of a map of Xia Country, thinking about something. He turned around and looked at the person who came and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who are you?"

Wei Yang bowed slightly. "Hello, Executive Gu. I'm Wei Yang." She stood up and pointed at the headset. "Can I talk to Executive Gu for a minute? I heard about your heroic deeds back in District 7. Now that I have some free time, I finally have the chance to meet you in person."

Gu Ran was silent for a moment, then understood Wei Yang's words: "Okay, wait for me outside the door."

Wei Yang retreated to the door, crossed her fingers, and exhaled deeply. She trusted Hua Jianzui's judgment. Since Hua Jianzui said Gu Ran was trustworthy, then he must be trustworthy.

In a few minutes, Gu Ran walked out of the house. He was no longer wearing the animal mask, but sunglasses and a straight suit. He looked tall and stylish, like a president who walked out of a book.

Gu Ran placed his hand on Wei Yang's shoulder and said, "I'll give you a chance to have a candlelight dinner with your idol." He curled his lips slightly and said, "Let's go?"

Wei Yang smiled faintly: "Okay, let's go."

A brother passing by sighed: "Brother Gu's peach blossom?"

Gu Ran cursed softly, "Stop making trouble."

"Brothers, we all understand. Let's go, hahaha..."

Gu Ran booked a private restaurant, took off his headset and wristband, and asked the waiter to put them away. Wei Yang did the same. Then the two of them sat down at the table.

Although the candlelight dinner was just an excuse, Gu Ran was still very gentlemanly. He poured red wine for Wei Yang and cut beef: "Please. I wonder what Miss Wei wants to see me for?" He hadn't had a good meal for a long time, so he decided to take this opportunity to indulge himself.

"Executive Gu, SE313 died in battle. Before she died, she told me that she only trusted you and Guan Zaizhou in this strange sect." Although Wei Yang had been on the train for almost the entire day, he had no appetite. "Gu Ran, she..."

After a brief pause, Gu Ran continued chewing: "How did she die?"

"The commander of District 7 made a wrong judgment. All the personnel who went into battle were killed." Wei Yang said this with a bit of sadness again, "So many people died."

Gu Ran continued eating beef: "What did she say before she died? Oh, by the way, food is precious. Even if you don't have much appetite, please eat this piece of beef. Miss, I guess you haven't eaten much all day, right? Proper nutrition intake is the key to maintaining good physical condition."

Wei Yang slowly cut the beef and said, "She said there's something wrong with Qimen."

Gu Ran hummed: "No more?"

Wei Yang shook his head: "No more."

Gu Ran sighed softly and wiped his mouth with a napkin: "That's all she said to me. She still likes to give me difficult questions."

Wei Yang took a few bites of beef and asked curiously, "Are Executive Officer Gu and Executive Officer Hua close friends?"

Gu Ran swirled the red wine in his glass. "Neither good nor bad, if I must say. Just classmates."

Wei Yang certainly didn't believe these words: "You know her so well, you must have a very good relationship with her."

Gu Ran seemed to be amused by this. He took a sip of wine and said, "It's better to say that we have a good understanding than a good relationship. After all, in her eyes, I'm just a weird man with an animal headgear. He always complains about me to the judge, and then the judge gets mean to me." He adjusted his sunglasses.

"I'm tired of this." He took another sip. "But I have to admit, she's a good comrade."

Wei Yang whispered, "Executive Gu, can I ask a question?"

"Um?"

"Why are you wearing an animal headgear? Sunglasses look so cool."

Gu Ran curled his lips slightly and said, "I think animal headgear is cute. It can also help to bring people closer and make them let down their guard."

Wei Yang had finished the beef on the plate. She wiped her mouth and said, "Thank you, Executive Gu, for the meal. I have to go now."

"I'll take care of it over there in Zhou. You can go back to District 7."

Wei Yang was a little surprised: "Executive Gu, are you so free?"

"It's not me who's free, it's District 4." Gu Ran corrected Wei Yang, stood up, and picked up his suit jacket. "I won't see you off. Have a nice trip."

"Okay. Take care, Executive Gu." Wei Yang was waving one second, but the next second his smile disappeared and he glanced at the table, "Have you paid?! I don't have any money!"

Gu Ran waved his hand, holding up his suit jacket. "I've paid, don't worry." The waiter respectfully brought Gu Ran's headset and bracelet. After Gu Ran put them on, he immediately called Guan Zaizhou and chatted with him as they walked, "Old Guan."

"What's the matter, Gu Zaizi?" Guan Zaizhou was feeding the cows and took the time to answer a phone call.

"The flowers are dead. Did you know about this?" Leaning against the street lamp on the side of the road, Gu Ran took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit it and took a puff. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the people on the street.

"The flower is dead?!" Guan Zaizhou couldn't believe it. "How could the flower be dead?"

Gu Ran took a deep puff of his cigarette and hung up the phone.

Although Guan Zaizhou looks like a rough guy on the surface, he is actually a delicate and thoughtful person. Just one sentence from me is enough.

Talking too much is not good.