Can We Say No to Divorce?

Chapter 830 - 580: Extra – Longing Day and Night

He was about to get into a taxi; recently, his leg was injured, so he wasn’t driving.

Suddenly, a low-profile but very luxurious car stopped by the roadside, and someone got out of the car. Shao Yelin came to pick up Qiao Xiaoyan.

"Miss Qiao..." Shao Yelin approached her, "I happened to pass by. Are you off work?"

Qiao Xiaoyan, in a snow-white long dress, stood on the corridor, looking indifferently at Shao Yelin.

Who would believe he happened to pass by?

She walked up to Shao Yelin and calmly said, "Yes, Mr. Shao."

"Let me give you a ride!" Shao Yelin gazed at her.

"No need!" Qiao Xiaoyan softly said, "I have things to do and need to go out. Mr. Shao, goodbye!"

After she spoke, she hailed a taxi and left.

Next week marks the one-year anniversary of Bai Ye’s death, and she really wanted to go back to see him.

So, she took a leave and then planned to leave City A.

Qiao Xiaoyan returned home, prepared a set of clothes, then bought a ticket and went straight to the station.

...

Hospital.

Song Xuyao went to change his bandages, and while standing in the hospital, he seemed to see Song Chenxi yesterday.

It turns out, the person on his mind is still around.

Today, he came again to change his bandages, hoping to see her, even if it was just an illusion.

Sometimes, he felt he relied on illusions to live.

But today, he really didn’t see her.

Perhaps, it was truly his illusion after all!

When Song Xuyao returned to work overtime at night, he ran into Situ Rui.

Situ Rui and Zhuo Yufeng happened to be walking out together, discussing a case. "By the way, for that last case, Xiaoyan took leave. I’m temporarily in charge. If there’s any issue, come directly to me!"

Zhuo Yufeng seemed puzzled, "Xiaoyan took leave? She rarely takes leave. What’s up?"

Situ Rui gave him a look, "Did you forget? It’s the one-year death anniversary of that policeman, she’s going back to see him! Old Song, how’s your injury..."

Song Xuyao nodded, "It’s nothing, just changing the bandages every day..."

"Take good care of yourself!" Situ Rui patted him on the shoulder, "I hope we grow old together until we can’t walk anymore, and a dog is still sitting beside us..."

Zhuo Yufeng chuckled speechlessly, "How about grabbing a few drinks? It’s yet another trio of old men! However, we should all look up to Brother Rui here, strive to get married and have kids soon!"

"Let’s go!" Song Xuyao said.

...

Bar.

The three influential figures came over, forming an impenetrable circle.

For women trying to approach, Song Xuyao always wore a face that said "Do Not Disturb."

Zhuo Yufeng was a bit better, just nodding to clearly refuse them.

Situ Rui, already a family man with kids, naturally didn’t engage with any women.

Song Xuyao lit a cigarette and watched someone dancing at the center of the dance floor; he looked over and seemingly saw a familiar figure again.

He shook his head vigorously; that familiar silhouette involuntarily drew him over.

He pushed through the crowded people, and those inside were having a blast!

The upbeat music and energetic dance were almost overwhelming.

Most were young men and women swaying their bodies continuously, hair flying like a waterfall, heads bobbing up and down like springs, limbs spreading wildly in a crazy dance.

Waists twisting like water snakes, hips swaying as if electrically charged.

With people continuously pushing, the friction increased more and more.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, people were easily getting into conflicts.

One person pushed another, "Why are you leaning on me..."

"Who leaned on you? You bumped into me..."

"Who bumped you? Shameless..."

"Who’s shameless? You think you’re cool, like dog crap..."

"You’re the one, acting like a hypocrite..."

A few exchanges led to an argument, and soon it escalated to a physical altercation.

Amidst the crowded commotion, the silhouette of a girl appeared again.

"Chenxi..." Song Xuyao called her softly.

The sounds of fighting, "bang, bang, bang," echoed in his ears. He was always a cold-blooded being and didn’t care about them.

He could ignore these people fighting.

But if anyone dared hurt her, that would be a whole different matter.

Suddenly, someone picked up a knife and lunged at her...

"Stop!" Song Xuyao shouted loudly, then knocked the knife away with one hand and pulled the girl behind him.

He could feel her body warmth, so warm, so soft.

In that moment, it felt as if something leapt from his chest.

She stood in front of him, so beautiful and gentle.

He pulled her outside, running out of the bar in one breath, and it wasn’t until they had run a good distance that he stopped.

The evening breeze blew against his face, reducing the effects of the alcohol and clearing his mind considerably.

The girl was out of breath from running, barely able to keep up with his pace.

She held her waist with one hand, while the other was still held in his palm.

Her long hair fell down, covering her small face.

Despite this, Song Xuyao sobered up, realizing she wasn’t Song Chenxi.

Once the girl caught her breath, she straightened up and looked at the man before her, saying, "Thank you..."

For a split second, her voice sounded exactly like Song Chenxi’s.

And her face was identical to Song Chenxi’s.

Forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, chin... not a single part was different...

This... was too similar!

"Chenxi..." Song Xuyao murmured softly, "Oh God, is there really a girl like this?"

She noticed the man was lost in thought and chuckled lightly, which brought Song Xuyao back to his senses.

"No need to thank me. May I ask you..." Suddenly, Song Xuyao felt like he couldn’t manage even a basic conversation.

The girl was straightforward, looking at the slightly tongue-tied man, and said, "What’s wrong? Is this how the police check household registrations?"

"I’m a police officer..." Song Xuyao flashed his badge.

The girl’s smile gradually froze; she was joking, not expecting this man to actually be a cop, "Sorry, I..."

Song Xuyao rarely interacted with women, especially after Song Chenxi passed away.

At this moment, he scratched the back of his head, "It’s alright, I don’t check household registrations; I’m in the major crimes unit. Someone else handles household checks..."

As soon as he said this, the girl became even more frightened.

"I don’t have... drugs..." The girl waved her hand, not daring to pull back her small hand from his, her face turning pale, her body trembling.

"That’s not what I meant..." Song Xuyao immediately clarified, "I was just stating my identity. What about you? What’s your name? What do you do?"

The girl quickly replied, "I’m Nian Enxi, I’m a nurse..."

She’s a nurse? Song Xuyao remembered seeing this face in the hospital, wondering if...

"Hello, Miss Nian!" Song Xuyao looked at her, she truly resembled Chenxi so closely that he suspected they might be long-lost twin sisters.

However, having grown up with the Song Family, he knew that from the day Song Chenxi was born, she had always been an only child.

Therefore, Nian Enxi was just similar to Song Chenxi.

"Hello!" Nian Enxi looked at her wrist still held in his hand.

Song Xuyao realized he was still holding her hand and released it, "My name is Song Xuyao. If you need anything, feel free to contact me; here’s my number..."

After he recited his number, Nian Enxi memorized it.

"Are you going back to the bar?" Suddenly, Song Xuyao had a lot to say.

"Oh, I’m not going back!" Nian Enxi shook her head, "They just fought, it was terrifying..."

Song Xuyao gazed at her, "I’ll take you home! It’s too late for a girl to be outside!"

"Alright, thank you, Officer Song..." Nian Enxi stood along the road with him, waiting for a cab.

Soon after, Song Xuyao’s phone rang; it was Zhuo Yufeng calling, "Where did you go to pick up a girl?"

"I had some business, heading off now!" Song Xuyao’s voice couldn’t hide his happiness.

Zhuo Yufeng was startled, "You did pick up a girl, didn’t you?"

Song Xuyao hung up the phone, unaware that his heart seemed to have come alive again.

That night, Song Xuyao drove Nian Enxi home and then returned to his own place.

The next morning, standing in front of the mirror, he carefully groomed himself before leaving.

Upon arriving at the police station, he ran into Zhuo Yufeng and proactively greeted him, "Morning, Zhuo sir..."

Zhuo Yufeng’s jaw nearly dropped; he wondered if the cheerful man had fallen in love?

While he wasn’t in a relationship, being a police officer meant understanding a bit of psychology!

However, Qiao Xiaoyan hadn’t been in the city last night; who was he with?

Could it be that he really had no ties with Qiao Xiaoyan, and Zhuo Yufeng had guessed wrong?

"Old Song..." Zhuo Yufeng threw an arm around his shoulder, "You seem like spring has arrived!"

Song Xuyao smiled quietly, "I suddenly feel that life still has beautiful moments."

"Wow..." If Zhuo Yufeng wore glasses, they would certainly have fallen off by now.

The two continued chatting and laughing, before each returned to their work.

...

Qiao Xiaoyan visited Bai Ye, at his grave, colleagues including Xiaoma had already placed flowers.

She sat before his tombstone, feeling as if the past year had been a blur.

Looking at Bai Ye’s sunshine-like smile embedded in the tombstone, she silently spoke many things to him.

Da Bai, I’ve slept with someone else; would you be angry with me?

Da Bai, I still can’t forget you; what should I do?

Sometimes, I even think of joining you...

But, I know there are things I can’t let go!