Su Yue, as soon as her thesis was finished, began preparing for the National University Student Debate Competition that would take place after the start of the semester.
Thus, she spent her days in her large study, constantly flipping through books and searching for materials online.
Every other afternoon, she would meet with her debate team partners to discuss matters.
Soon, it was Friday again.
She always finished work punctually at six o'clock on Fridays, and she would also be punctually at the lobby of the Yuluo Street police station waiting for him.
To the extent that his colleagues had gotten to know her.
There would still be girls who came to block him, but they gradually decreased. Regarding this matter, Chen Ziming had even praised her with considerable satisfaction:
"You've done well, darling. How about coming to guard me during the day from now on?"
The implication was clear: he wanted to use her as a shield.
Su Yue naturally refused resolutely.
She had no desire to play such a boring game of claiming territory, it was childish.
"Yueyue, you're here?" As soon as she entered, she met a colleague of his who was about to leave. Seeing her arrive, he greeted her with a smile.
She quickly responded with a smile and then walked to the bench leaning against the wall and sat down.
On her social media account, she had pinned the set of photos she took with him that afternoon, which had already garnered over three hundred thousand likes.
Her follower count had also surpassed nine hundred thousand.
These children...
She chuckled inwardly, realizing that male charm indeed attracted more popularity.
She hadn't posted the twilight photos yet; they were too romantic, and she wanted to wait for a more memorable occasion to make them public.
Just as she was interacting with her fans, someone suddenly stood in front of her. Startled, she looked up.
It was Feng Jingjing.
She looked down at her, her eyes red and swollen, her small face etched with immeasurable weariness.
It seemed as though she had been crying for a long time.
Su Yue's heart skipped a beat. Recalling the story Chen Ziming had told her previously, she found herself unsure of what she should do now.
"Why does he like you?" Feng Jingjing spoke first, her voice hoarse from crying.
Feeling a pang of sympathy and sensing that passersby would notice them, Su Yue still stood up, took Feng Jingjing's arm, and said softly, "Let's go outside to talk."
Unexpectedly, Feng Jingjing directly shook her off, her red and swollen eyes glaring at her. "Don't touch me, I can walk myself."
Then, she walked past her to an inconspicuous corner outside the door.
Su Yue was a bit speechless but followed her out nonetheless.
"I've seen all your social media accounts," she said, taking out her phone and opening Su Yue's homepage.
She hadn't followed her, perhaps it was the girl's last sliver of stubbornness.
If it were anyone else, Su Yue would probably have retorted.
However, regarding Feng Jingjing, even with her current attitude, Su Yue couldn't bring herself to dislike her, nor did she want to hurt her.
Seeing her staring at her, Su Yue thought for a moment and decided to approach the conversation from Feng Jingjing's perspective:
"Do you think I'm not good enough for Officer Chen?"
"Of course, you're not good enough." A hint of contempt flashed in Feng Jingjing's eyes.
Su Yue took a deep breath, suppressing the displeasure within her, and continued to speak in a gentle voice:
"Then what do you want me to do?"
This question genuinely stunned Feng Jingjing. After a moment, she revealed an expression of disbelief:
"Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it?"
"Can I hear what it is before I decide?"
Feng Jingjing continued to stare at her, her eyes carrying a trace of obsession. Su Yue felt that Feng Jingjing herself didn't seem to have a clear idea either.
Feng Jingjing indeed couldn't find an answer.
What could she ask Su Yue to do? Break up with Chen Ziming?
But Chen Ziming liked her so much; if Su Yue left him, would he really be able to let go?
The way he looked at her, so, so tenderly. If Su Yue left him, he would surely be heartbroken.
Even if they broke up.
For Feng Jingjing, it would simply be an additional unattainable longing.
He would never look at her that way. Never.
Su Yue watched as despair spread across the face of the girl opposite her.
Her heart also softened.
Just as she was about to comfort her, Feng Jingjing suddenly wiped away her tears, then directly bypassed her and ran off.
Su Yue stood there stunned for a moment, watching her retreating back, and sighed deeply.
Forget it. She wasn't some saint. It was good enough if she could protect herself. Saving others was not something she could do.
She pondered in place for a while longer before coming back to her senses. She checked the time; it was almost six o'clock.
So she prepared to go to the lobby to wait for him.
But just as she had walked only a few steps, she suddenly heard someone shouting from below a nearby residential building:
"Someone's going to jump from the building!!!"
The Yuluo Street police station was located in a bustling area, surrounded by several old buildings that had not yet been demolished.
It would only take five minutes to run there.
Su Yue looked over there, astonished and shocked.
On top of a five-story building, Feng Jingjing's figure was clearly visible.