"I'm sorry, Yekong."

Ye Kong stared at the screen of his mobile phone, his whole body was as stiff as a sculpture, his pupils were constricted in concentration, and it was unknown what he was thinking or even if he was listening carefully.

But the sound continued.

"I didn't tell you anything, not even say goodbye - I'm not a good lover."

His tone was very soft, as if he was whispering to a lonely cell phone in the dead of night, beside a closed window, under the untouchable moonlight.

"In fact, I didn't even want to stay for this voice call. If I had to say something, it's probably because I secretly hope that you think our farewell is tonight, after dinner, and the best is to see you tomorrow, and then you can treat me as if I'm on a business trip or something. In short, I don't want to say goodbye - even though I'm selfish enough."

He sighed softly, "But even if this is considered a farewell, I don't know what to say. Apart from the cheesy "I'm sorry", I can only confess to you how selfish and hateful I am. I said so many nice things and looked like I was ready to brave the future for you, but in the end I still chose myself. I chose myself."

"Not for Chi Machete, not for you, not for anyone else - I just want to follow my heart."

He said: "In fact, I have always been following my heart, but I met you unexpectedly halfway, which made me temporarily turn a corner from the road I had been walking for seven years. Although I am back now, Ye Kong, even if it may be a very bad and unlucky experience for you, you are the best, most precious, and most dazzling gift in my life of nearly thirty years."

"I am very grateful for your sending me on this journey... It was a beautiful dream like an illusion, just like the first time I saw the sun rise in seven years. It was the first time I felt that fate would give me a carrot."

He seemed to be amused by his own metaphor, and after a moment he continued, "Okay, the confession is over, I'm leaving - Lin Fangzhou, don't bother her anymore, she doesn't know anything."

"Come find me yourself."

beep--

The sound of busyness filled the entire coffee shop.

Lin Fangzhou stared at the phone with eyes wide open in disbelief. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the captain fiercely: "He, he is simply provoking!"

That's right, after the "confession", the man's tone changed immediately without any transition, from tenderness and affection to coldness and arrogance. He said "you can find me by yourselves" but it was clearly in the tone of "you won't be able to find me".

The captain didn't make a fuss. He just stared at Ye Kong, who was still staring at his phone, and asked, "Tell me more about your last meeting."

"…Just like he said, the last time we saw each other was yesterday afternoon. After we had dinner together, we also walked around the entrance of your police station."

Ye Kong seemed to be answering the questions mechanically, but the voice message was still playing in his mind: "We also saw the family of the witness at the entrance of the police station. They cried and said bad things about Chi Wandao in front of the camera..."

The captain raised his eyebrows: "How did he react?"

"..." Ye Kong recalled for a moment before concentrating and raising his head to answer, "No response."

...and even smiled.

·

When Ye Kong saw the woman surrounded by cameras and crying through the car window, he turned his head to look at Wen Can's expression.

He held the steering wheel and looked at the woman, but there was no anger on his face. After noticing Ye Kong staring at him, he smiled at her and pointed to a place under a tree on the side of the road: "Look over there, that's Chen Yu's son."

Ye Kong looked in the direction of his finger and could only vaguely see the shadow of a young boy who was blocked.

"I have seen him before. He was short at that time. I didn't expect him to grow so tall so quickly. He also has a younger sister who was born after he went abroad."

As we chatted, the car drove away from the noisy area.

As for Wen Can, he did not reveal any unusual emotions from beginning to end.

·

"If he has told me anything, or if I can think of any useful clues--"

Ye Kong put down his phone and started adding sugar to his cup again: "I will definitely tell you, I am very experienced and aware of cooperating with the police, so instead of wasting your time with me, you might as well go find him yourself as he said."

"…………"

Lin Fangzhou was dumbfounded for a long while, and finally said speechlessly: "How come you don't seem to feel anything at all."

"What else should I do? Grab your collar and ask you to conjure up my boyfriend right away? If that helps, I can do it right away."

"..."

"Okay, let's go."

The captain raised his hand and drank the glass of water that Ye Kong poured, then nodded slightly to her: "Thank you Miss Ye for your cooperation. If Wen Can contacts you or you can contact him later, please let us know immediately. We also hope that you can try your best to persuade him - after all, he is still young, and as long as he can still live a normal life in this society, his life is far from being completely ruined."

Ye Kong nodded.

Lin Fangzhou and several policemen went out first.

Tan Shu walked at the end, glanced at Ye Kong's cup, and suddenly asked, "Did you add too much sugar?"

"..." Ye Kong was stunned for a moment, the spoon stopped in mid-air, he raised his head and looked carefully at the handsome policeman, "...I like sweet food."

"Well, it's redundant but... it's better for your health if you eat less."

Tan Shu lowered the police hat on his head and walked out of the coffee shop.

Ye Kong watched their backs until they disappeared, then he turned back to look at the water cup with half a cup of sugar added to it.

After a moment, she picked up the phone without even looking at it and played the voice message again.

Then, as the message played on loop, she threw a few colorful candies into the cup, filled it with hot water, stirred it, and slowly began to drink.

·

Where are you?

Her eyes gradually lost focus and her thoughts began to wander aimlessly.

What do you want to do?

Do you really want to kill Wen Rong with your own hands?

Will this really make you feel better?

Then...how should I face you?

Should I blame you, complain about you, try to find you and stop you, or should I respect your choice, your self, and your feelings?

In your opinion, what would I think?

If it was Ye Kong, if it was Ye Kong who made every choice freely throughout his life - should I choose the latter?

But are you sure? Are you really being true to yourself by doing this?

·

Ye Kong drank the cup of sweet water with excessive sugar content and looked out the window.

Occasionally, students would pass by, and occasionally birds tired of flying would hop around at the door. In such an ordinary daily life, for the first time, she felt a terribly bitter taste in her mouth.

Just like tea tastes sweet, she tasted bitterness in sugar water for the first time.

"I didn't add enough sugar."

The girl murmured to herself.

·

When the last ray of light in the sky was taken back, Wen Rong let out a gasp from his throat.

His eyes shot open.

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