I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

"It got better suddenly? There has been no relapse since then? Not even once?" Yang Liu's face was full of disbelief. Everyone knew how low the cure rate of this disease was. At this moment, she couldn't imagine what the so-called "suddenly" meant.

"She entered the entertainment industry before we graduated from college. You know, she was very busy, always rushing to attend announcements or filming. When she wasn't in the public eye, we actually had very little time together. We just kept calling each other every day. In my impression, she was always very normal."

Cheng Qi's voice kept shaking, and something seemed to be connected in his mind. "I have something else to do, I have to go, bye."

Cheng Qi hugged the flowers in his arms, nodded apologetically to Yang Liu, and left quickly. Yang Liu tried to keep him and get some key clues from him, but seeing his hurried steps, the words got stuck in her throat and she could not utter a word. She could only watch him leave.

"It suddenly got better..." Yang Liu looked at the empty street, took out her cell phone and checked the time, only to find that it was already late. She stood up, patted her clothes and walked back with her hands in her pockets. If she remembered correctly, Wen Ya's house was downstairs from hers. She should have called Cheng Qi to go back with him. Maybe she could get some useful information. She always felt that she was closer to the truth.

"Zhao Yunduo, do you have money to burn?"

As soon as Yang Liu entered the room, she smelled the aroma of food. Zhao Yunduo and Wen Ya were talking silently with their eyes wide open. The table was full of food. The rich aroma of food wafted from the takeout boxes, making Yang Liu's stomach growl. "What are you two doing instead of just watching?"

When Zhao Yunduo saw Yang Liu coming back, she nudged Wen Ya with her elbow, and then they all turned around to look at her. When Wen Ya saw Yang Liu, her face suddenly fell, and she pursed her lips as if she was about to cry. When Yang Liu saw this, she quickly raised her hand and made a stop gesture, and then Wen Ya immediately shut up and looked at people with blinking eyes.

"You can't eat, right? Wait."

Yang Liu took off her coat and hung it on the hanger before picking up her chopsticks to touch the food one by one. Zhao Yunduo immediately took out a box of unopened rice from the bag and handed it to Yang Liu. "You still have to eat even if you're unhappy, Yang Liu. I ordered a lot."

Zhao Yunduo looked sincere, holding the rice in both hands as if offering a treasure. Yang Liu looked at him for a long time without saying anything, then sighed and took the rice. "I'm not angry."

"I'm glad you're not angry." Zhao Yunduo seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief and looked a lot more relaxed. Wen Ya secretly observed the atmosphere between the two of them, and after making sure that the atmosphere had eased, she reached out to pick up the chopsticks, lowered her head to eat, and tried her best to reduce her presence.

The three of them finished eating at the table and only Wen Ya looked okay. Zhao Yunduo and Yang Liu were so full that they had to grab some digestive tablets to eat, and then collapsed on the carpet like dead. Wen Ya walked around the two of them and poked them one by one, but there was no response, so she had to accept the defeat and clean up the mess on the table.

After Wen Ya put the garbage outside the door, leaving a table full of greasy spots, Yang Liu got up after resting enough and took out a towel from the kitchen to wipe it clean. After they finished taking a shower, it was already late.

The three of them lay flat on the bed, each with their own thoughts and not feeling sleepy at all.

"elegant."

"Hmm?" Wen Ya poked her head out from under the quilt when she heard Yang Liu calling her. The bedside lamp was dim and Wen Ya couldn't see Yang Liu's expression, and her heart was in her throat for a moment.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Zhao Yunduo was about to have PTSD after hearing this, and looked up at Yang Liu.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yunduo asked puzzledly.

Yang Liu didn't say anything else and waited silently for Wen Ya's answer.

Wen Ya paused for a moment and clenched her palms in confusion. She probably knew what Yang Liu was talking about, and fell silent for a moment.

The surroundings fell into deathly silence again.

"Forget it, go to sleep."

Yang Liu pulled the quilt upwards, lay flat and closed her eyes. She did not expect Wen Ya to tell her everything once she tested her. What's more, this was a little liar, an actor with excellent acting skills, who almost fooled her. Yang Liu suddenly felt that all these extra years she had lived were in vain.

"By the way, Cheng Qi is here. If you want to go see him, he should still be there now." Yang Liu remembered something and mentioned it softly.

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and walked out the door. After opening the door, she went downstairs and walked in.

Just as Yang Liu had thought, Cheng Qi was still in the elegant house.

Cheng Qi was sitting in the living room, still holding the bouquet of white roses in his hand, an elegant coat covering his shoulders, staring blankly at the empty room, his lips moving as if he was saying something.

Wen Ya slowly floated closer to Cheng Qi, only to find that he was in tears. The beautiful flower wrapping paper was crumpled into wrinkles by him. The rose hung its head wilted and looked as lifeless as Cheng Qi.

"No, right, Xiaoya, you wouldn't hide anything from me. You have never hidden anything from me, right?"

Cheng Qi's usually neatly groomed hair was messed up by him, his face was full of pain and his breathing was rapid, as if he might suffocate at any moment.

"I thought I would see you again, and save you all over again..."

It was the first time Wen Ya saw Cheng Qi like this. She slowly sat down beside him, then leaned lightly on his shoulder and listened to his whispers.

"Let me see you again."

Cheng Qi's pleading voice rang in Wen Ya's ears, and for a moment, it seemed as if he was really talking to her, making Wen Ya dazed for a moment. When she turned around suddenly, she saw Cheng Qi still hunched over with a look of pain on his face, burying his face in the bouquet of roses, and begging again.

"Let me see you again, Xiaoya..."

"..."

Under the dim light, the two people separated by life and death snuggled together. Wen Ya could do nothing and could not do anything. She could only understand some words that she could not understand from Cheng Qi's few words.

The painful, fragile, and gentle Cheng Qi was right in front of her. He was no longer her pistachio, nor her safe haven, nor the Cheng Qi she was familiar with.

What should she say? She couldn't say anything, couldn't think of anything, her mind was empty, her Cheng Qi was in so much pain, but why was she a little happy?

Wen Ya stayed with Cheng Qi until he fell asleep from exhaustion, and waited quietly for him until he left this home.

……

Time flies and it is the weekend. The cases are basically over and Yang Liu finally gets a chance to breathe.

It’s a rare weekend, and I can finally have a good rest.

It seemed that after Wen Ya's case was settled, Yang Liu never encountered any other major cases, and it seemed that it was really over.

Unfortunately, the system has not yet conveyed the prompt that the task is completed. Obviously, it is not over yet.