He didn't want to see his colleagues follow in his footsteps, and as long as he could, he didn't want to...
After saying goodbye to Director Chen, he returned to his residence—Hailan Mingxuan, the bridal chamber he had prepared before going undercover, the bridal chamber he originally planned to propose to Yunxi after the mission was over.
"You're back." Wanwan came out of the kitchen carrying dishes and greeted us with a smile.
Hearing the sound, Xu Muyao paused in hanging up his clothes, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he hadn't expected anyone to be home. "Why are you here?"
"I'll cook for you." After cooking, Wanwan cleaned the kitchen spotless.
"Don't come here again. It's a bad influence. I rescued you so you could be my slave."
"This is my business, Officer Xu. You don't need to feel guilty. I'll leave as soon as I'm done."
Wanwan stopped what she was doing, walked slowly out of the kitchen, and looked straight at him.
"Just like your insistence on going on a second mission, that's your decision, and no one can stop you."
Wanwan silently wiped away the tears that had slipped down her cheeks, cleared her throat, and smiled, "Alright, hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Their eyes met, and they fell into a long silence...
Xu Muyao lowered his tired eyes, looked at the steaming two dishes and a soup on the table, and slowly said, "Don't come here again. Find a job, live a good life, don't waste your life, live it to the fullest..."
Wanwan stared at him for a long time without saying a word. Yes, her life was saved by Officer Xu at the cost of his colleague's life, and she dared not not live well.
She sniffed, forced a smile, and bowed deeply to him. "Thank you..."
"You eat quickly, I'm leaving now."
The door opened and then closed softly, and the room instantly fell silent, so quiet that you could hear your own breathing, your heartbeat, and the ticking sound that seemed to penetrate your very soul...
Xu Muyao pulled out a chair and sat down, picking up a bowl and stuffing rice into his mouth, one mouthful after another. The light from above shone down on him, making him look lonely and desolate, as if he had been forgotten by the world.
Halfway through his meal, he covered his mouth and ran frantically to the bathroom, vomiting into the toilet. Everything he had just eaten came up. After vomiting, he slumped to the side, tears welling in his eyes…
"After a comprehensive assessment of various examinations, I have to tell you something not very optimistic: you have liver cancer."
"Is it closely related to drugs?"
"It's a direct relationship..."
The doctor's helpless yet compassionate words still echoed in his mind...
Xu Muyao gave a self-deprecating laugh, struggled to his feet by supporting himself against the wall, turned on the tap, scooped up some cold water, and poured it hard on his face.
The icy water made his eyes instantly turn red, as if they were about to bleed.
After spitting out his mouth, which was filled with a bitter taste, he took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled off the coating with trembling hands, and eagerly stuffed it into his mouth.
In an instant, the sweetness of the candy drove away the bitterness in my mouth, and then it aggressively invaded my entire oral cavity, even making my wounded heart feel gently comforted.
"Why would a grown man like him have candy in his pocket?" someone once asked.
He clutched the candy coating tightly in his rough palms. He didn't like candy, but a girl did. She told him that eating candy when he was in a bad mood would release dopamine in his brain and drive away the bitterness in his life.
He asked her, "Aren't you afraid of getting cavities?"
"I'm not afraid. Tooth decay is largely caused by genetics. I brush my teeth properly every day, and I'll leave the rest to fate."
That's just the kind of person she is—always reasonable, optimistic, and stubborn… Even after receiving news of his death, she stubbornly waited, waiting for someone who would never come back.
Life is unpredictable, and fate is cruel. One move led him into a drug den, and when he returned, he was half-dead. And that half-dead life was now on its last legs. He could no longer give Yunxi a future...
He could only force her to give up in that disgusting way, like maggots clinging to a bone. Her future was bound to be bright and vast, and her life had just begun. How could she be delayed because of him? In that case, he would not be able to die in peace.
He was loyal to the Party and the people his whole life, devoting himself to the cause until his death, but he only owed Yunxi a debt. If there is an afterlife... he does not want to be a hero again. He only wants to be a good son, a good husband, and a good father.
The night was deep and still, and the wind outside howled incessantly, roaring and wailing...
Back in his bedroom, he opened a drawer and took out a thick photo album filled with pictures from his university days. He flipped through the photos one by one, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
Behind every photo lies a record of the most precious moment of the present.
As I looked at the photo, tears welled up in my eyes, the hot tears dripping onto the picture and blurring the girl's beautiful, smiling face.
He hurriedly wiped away the tears on the photo, afraid of soiling her image. A dull ache in his heart made it hard to breathe. He clutched his chest, his eyes filled with pain and resentment as he gazed longingly at the person in the photograph. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
On his last night, he will embark on his journey again tomorrow, "burning" his remaining half-life in exchange for peace.
...
Since meeting Yu Zhe at the restaurant, Song Yunzheng has suddenly become very busy. He's busy at the hospital and at home, so busy that he barely has time to breathe. He's also been going back to Courtyard No. 15 more often.
The purpose of each trip back was to talk to Song Xinian in the study, and after the talk, he would quickly take her home without lingering, as if he were in a hurry.
Lin Yue couldn't help but ask Zhou Lirong, "Mom, has something happened to Yunzheng? I feel like he's been very busy lately and often stays up very late."
Zhou Lirong glanced back at the study. "Yun Zheng didn't tell you, probably because he didn't want you to worry."
These words immediately piqued Lin Yue's curiosity. "Mom, please tell me about it."
“Your husband is deliberately keeping this from you because he doesn’t want you to worry. If I tell you, he’ll probably get angry with me later.”
Lin Yue moved closer to her and lowered her voice, "I promise I'll pretend I didn't hear it after I listen! Please tell me, Mom..."
Her already wavering heart was now almost unable to resist her coquettishness.
"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that the Yu family's son came back from England and is determined to deal with Yun Zheng. This Yu Zhe has always liked to go against Yun Zheng since he was a child. He is competitive and always wants to compete with him. He can never win, and he still hasn't given up."
Lin Yue's heart sank upon hearing this, and she couldn't help but feel worried. No wonder that day at the Western restaurant, she clearly felt that the person wasn't there to eat, but rather to deliberately cause trouble.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Zhou Lirong patted the back of her hand. "I believe Yunzheng will handle things well; he has the ability."
Although her mother-in-law spoke casually, Lin Yue was not so optimistic. The fact that the man had flown back from England and dared to take action against the Song family in the capital showed that he had thought it through carefully and it was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
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