Rong Jingshu was cleared of investigation and reinstated to his position. He could return to work the next day.
He was overjoyed upon receiving the notification.
After a farewell dinner and drinks with his good buddies, he walked home.
Perhaps due to the anesthetic effect of the alcohol, he felt as if he were walking on air, his feet as if they were on fire-wheels, and his entire being felt light and airy.
"Clang—"
Suddenly, a woman bumped into him.
Reacting instinctively as a police officer, Rong Jingshu struck out at her, but realizing she was a woman, he pulled her back.
"Mmm—"
The outcome was rather awkward.
They kissed, most unsuitably.
"Mmph!"
Ai Tai'en was utterly horrified, her heart even stopping for a few seconds.
She, she, she—
A hooligan!
Her first kiss!!!
Ai Tai'en scrambled up from the man, trembling with anger, wanting to curse but finding no words.
She started crying in frustration.
"You, you, you—"
"Help, help!"
At this moment, she desperately wished for a kind soul to save her from the hooligan's molestation.
Ai Tai'en's mind had gone completely blank, and she forgot to run.
Rong Jingshu: "???"
Miss, no, this young lady, are you serious?
Asking for help loudly in front of a police officer?
Wait, it seems she mistook him for a hooligan, a lecher?
Moreover, Ai Tai'en's hysterical cries attracted many curious glances—some took out their phones to take pictures, while others quickly fled (but secretly observed, considering whether to call 120).
Rong Jingshu found it both infuriating and amusing!
He stood up, cleared his throat a few times, and consciously moved away from the woman who was having an emotional breakdown.
"Hey," he said in English, a mischievous impulse striking him as he watched her dramatic display, "Stop shouting, no one is coming to save you."
Ai Tai'en, already on the verge of a breakdown, became even more distraught.
She burst into tears with a loud "Waa."
Rong Jingshu: "—"
It seems, that, perhaps, he had gone a bit too far?
Realizing he had made the young lady cry, Rong Jingshu felt a slight pang of guilt and quickly said, "No, no, it's the police who have arrived."
Upon hearing the word "police," Ai Tai'en indeed stopped crying.
But when she opened her eyes, there were no uniformed officers around. Her mouth turned down—
Rong Jingshu shivered: [Oh my heavens, please don't cry again!]
He hastily reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, I am the police."
"Why were you running just now?"
"Was someone bullying you?"
Rong Jingshu instinctively reached for his badge, but he hadn't officially resumed work, and his badge had been confiscated.
Alas, don't dwell on the details.
Ai Tai'en blinked her teary eyes, looking left and right—no one? Where were those hooligans from just now? Had they not pursued her?
It seemed they really hadn't?
Realizing the danger had passed, her legs went weak, and if not for leaning against a tree, she would have surely fallen flat on her face.
"Phew—"
Ai Tai'en patted her chest, feeling a sense of relief as if she had narrowly escaped death.
No, she couldn't wander outside anymore.
She turned around in a hurry and happened to see an empty taxi ahead.
Ai Tai'en waved it down, quickly got in, and closed the door.
Rong Jingshu: "..."
This young woman!
Touching the lingering warmth she had left on his lips, he shook his head and continued walking.
Under the moonlight, Rong Jingshu's mood became even more beautiful.
He just didn't expect that the little interlude tonight would bring about earth-shattering changes in his life.
And that he would meet her a second time so soon.
It was still her who threw herself into his arms.
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ps: A heads-up in advance, this couple is very heartbreaking. Please prepare tissues, as you will be crying buckets when the time comes.