Tan Jiao's Perspective

  On the long bench in the police station's rest room, I was drowsy, sometimes dreaming and sometimes waking up.

  I had a very strange dream. I was surrounded by water, drowning me. There was also some kind of snowy glow. Suddenly there were several hands appearing above my head, pulling and searching for me.

  I was covered in cold sweat and suddenly woke up. The surroundings were still quiet, and Wu Yun walked in.

  I shrank into the blanket, staring at him.

  From a psychological perspective, dreaming of entanglements such as human hands, water grass, or snakes probably represents anxiety and fear.

  My heart is more restless than I thought.

  Wu Yuanchao noticed my complexion and reached out to hold me, asking: "Had a nightmare?"

  I nodded.

  He lowered his head, his face against mine, cool and familiar to the touch. Then I was scratched by the stubble on his chin. After all, he hadn't been resting well either.

  I said: "Finally looks like a repairman."

  He asked: "Do you like me just like that?"

  Looking at him now, his clean face, slightly slender tall figure, T-shirt and casual pants, strong but not losing the bookish air, actually closer to the male god's appearance.

  I said: "May I like your current soul plus your body a year later?"

  Wu Yu pinched my face lightly: "Bad woman."

  What was the feeling like at that time? Although always drifting in space and time, although every turn is brief and urgent, as long as we are together, even if there are crises all around, every moment is sweet. Enough to make us forget everything, and sink into the sweet pain that only each other can experience.

  We went back home and waited for two days and one night.

  The police have already taken action and it's impossible for us to intervene. Although Wu Yu can hold his own against an excellent detective, we won't make a move at this time.

  During the day, I also went to the restaurant where Chen Ning worked with Ou Yu. It looked normal during the day, and the happy girl was living a peaceful life. Those two people must have lived in this area, because as soon as I arrived, I felt familiar with the terrain. Ou Yu told me that this place is just one street away from the bar where we had been to for the third time, the Xu Jingmiao case.

  The news arrived on the third day, in the early hours of the morning. Wu Yu received a call from a detective, asking us to go to the police station immediately. I was extremely uneasy and tense in my heart. On the way to the police station by car, Wu Yu remained silent all the time, but I knew that his heart must not be calm. This made me secretly worried.

  As we passed by the police station office, some policemen were looking at us, their eyes seemed a bit strange. This made me feel even more uneasy in my heart.

  Old Ding met us in his office, there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table. He had been up all night and his eyes were red. At first, he sized us up for a while without saying anything.

  "What's going on?"

  Old Ding stared at us and said, "We were on the road home with Chen Ningmu, squatting for a whole night. We squatted until she passed by, squatted until she returned home safely, squatted until dawn. Nothing happened, not a single suspicious person appeared."

  It feels like something in my heart has sunk with a splash. How could this be? Why did they change their plan of action?

  A faint sense of unease creeps over my heart.

  Wu Yu's face suddenly turned ugly, and he immediately asked: "Are you sure? Was it startled when we ambushed them? They are very vigilant. Did we overlook any suspicious people?"

  Old Ding shook his head unhappily: "Impossible. You're questioning my ability to handle the case. My brothers did a great job, quietly and carefully. But you guys ended up making us miss the target, what can I say? And you, young lady, writer, the confession you wrote, is it true or just a made-up story? We need to investigate this thoroughly."