I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

The bustle of the wedding gradually faded, and the night gently enveloped the entire city. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan walked side by side on their way home. The streetlights on both sides cast a soft glow, gilding their figures with a warm golden edge. Neither of them spoke, but simply quietly enjoyed the tranquility.

Zhang Wanqing's mood was complex and subtle. The wedding that day had left her restless for a long time. She looked at Fu Siyuan's profile, which looked particularly resolute under the streetlight. She could sense that Fu Siyuan was also silently pondering something, and this silence made their relationship even more subtle.

"Siyuan, I'm really tired today, but also very happy." Zhang Wanqing finally broke the silence, her voice a little tired but full of emotion.

Fu Siyuan smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, Li Wei and Lin Yue's wedding is really perfect. They must be very happy."

Zhang Wanqing sighed softly, her eyes falling on her toes. "They've been through so much, and finally they're together. I'm really happy for them."

Fu Siyuan looked at Zhang Wanqing, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes: "Wanqing, you...you really don't regret it?"

"What do you regret? I don't quite understand..." Zhang Wanqing asked.

Fu Siyuan was silent for a moment and said, "No, I'm fine."

Fu Siyuan hesitated, his lips moving, but no sound came out. Zhang Wanqing noticed his strangeness and felt a sense of loss. She knew what Fu Siyuan wanted to say, but she didn't dare to say it. They both knew this feeling, but Fu Siyuan was always hesitant and didn't dare to take that step.

"Siyuan, do you have anything to say to me?" Zhang Wanqing stopped and turned to look at Fu Siyuan, with a hint of determination and expectation in her eyes.

Fu Siyuan felt a little guilty when he saw her eyes. He lowered his head, avoiding her gaze, and said softly: "No...nothing, I'm just too tired today and want to go home and rest early."

Zhang Wanqing felt a slight pain in her heart, but she didn't show it. She just smiled faintly and continued to walk forward. The two walked in silence, only the sound of their footsteps echoing in the night.

Zhang Wanqing was very disappointed. She wondered if Fu Siyuan wanted to tell her something from his heart, but she knew him very well. People like him would say what they really meant, especially when it came to feelings.

Fu Siyuan, handsome, tall, capable, and gentle, had everything he wanted. He was the Prince Charming of countless girls. But Zhang Wanqing knew that Fu Siyuan was extremely emotionally awkward, so emotionally awkward that her friends all advised her to give up on him.

However, Zhang Wanqing is a person who is extremely brave in love. If she loves someone, she will love deeply and will not let go easily. So, no matter how entangled and uncomfortable she is in her heart, she is still willing to wait.

Zhang Wanqing OS: "I'm still young and have plenty of time to wait for him. Even if I wait until the end, the worst result is that he doesn't love me. It won't be too late for me to give up then."

Just then, a figure appeared in front of them. It was an old man in a tattered robe, hunched over, leaning on a cane, standing in the shadows on the street. His face was covered with traces of time, and his eyes were deep and mysterious.

"Young man, stop." The old man's voice was hoarse and low, with an indescribable majesty.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan exchanged a glance, a hint of curiosity welling up in their hearts. They stopped and walked up to the old man.

"Old man, is there anything I can help you with?" Zhang Wanqing asked politely.

The old man's gaze swept over the two men, finally settling on Fu Siyuan. He smiled slightly and said, "Young man, your future is full of choices and challenges. You will have to choose between love and career, and sacrifice one."

Fu Siyuan's face turned pale instantly, and he felt an inexplicable fear. Zhang Wanqing was startled and held Fu Siyuan's hand tightly, trying to give him some strength.

"Old man, what do you mean?" Fu Siyuan's voice trembled slightly.

The old man did not answer directly. Instead, he turned to Zhang Wanqing and said, "Girl, you are very brave in your feelings, but sometimes, bravery also requires caution. Fu Siyuan's future will be full of variables. Are you ready to face it?"

Zhang Wanqing felt confused. She didn't know what the old man's words meant, but she knew that she was willing to face any difficulties for Fu Siyuan.

"You...how do you know who we are? I..." Zhang Wanqing asked in confusion.

The old man smiled slightly, nodded, then slowly walked away with his cane and disappeared into the night.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing stood there, their hearts filled with confusion and uneasiness. Fu Siyuan's palms were covered in sweat. He clearly didn't even have the courage to start a relationship with Zhang Wanqing, but now he was scared to death by the words of the mysterious old man. It seemed that Fu Siyuan didn't dislike Zhang Wanqing, but he was just a coward when it came to love, or maybe a very twisted person.

Zhang Wanqing was silent. She didn't want to say anything at this moment. Outsiders could see how much she liked Fu Siyuan, but he was the only one who kept pretending to be stupid.

Fu Siyuan didn't say anything else. The night was still dark, and the two continued to walk forward.

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating Fu Siyuan's face and waking him from his sleep. Last night's dream was still vivid, and the mysterious old man's words echoed in his mind like an echo. Fu Siyuan rolled out of bed and stood by the window, gazing at the busy street outside, his heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

In the newspaper office, everyone is still busy with their own work, as if there is always something to do every day and no one is free.

"Fu Siyuan, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Wanqing's voice came from behind, interrupting his thoughts.

Fu Siyuan turned around and saw Zhang Wanqing standing behind him, a look of concern in her eyes. He smiled slightly, trying to hide his uneasiness, and said, "Nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Zhang Wanqing walked over, gently held Fu Siyuan's hand, and said, "Are you still thinking about what the old man said last night?"

Fu Siyuan nodded.

At this moment, Fu Siyuan's cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the room. He picked up the phone and saw that it was the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and his heart tightened.

"Hello, editor-in-chief." Fu Siyuan answered the phone, his voice a little nervous.

"Fu Siyuan, there is a big case. Come to my office and let's talk about it in detail." The editor-in-chief's voice was serious and urgent.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Fu Siyuan hung up the phone and turned to look at Zhang Wanqing.

"What's wrong? Is there another case?" Zhang Wanqing asked.

Fu Siyuan nodded and said, "Yes, the editor-in-chief asked me to go to his office. There's a big case. I...I'll go."