Pure Darkness

Chapter 66

The voice ringed in Jian Yao's ears, like the strings of a cello vibrating gently. The voice remained, refusing to be reduced.

Oi! I am an article!

Her neck is stiff – she wants to look up, but she refuses to comply with it.

By his side, Fang Qing had already looked over in astonishment, and was speechless in an instant.

Oi! I am an article!

Jian Yao finally turned her head.

The surrounding people were doing their usual business, and everything was silent. Jian Yao looked at the man standing in the corridor, separated from him by a glass panel.

Mr. Bo wore a black suit, a white shirt, and shiny leather shoes, with a hint of hair that was out of place. He was even thinner than before, and his coat was flapping blankly around him. Standing as tall as he was, he looked like a clothes rack. His hands were pale and almost like skeletons gripping a stick. That shiny black stick somehow caused Jian Yao to feel awkward.

He was wearing sunglasses, and his facial expression was cold.

Oi! I am an article!

Because of the arrogant words he spoke, many people noticed him. However, his expression did not show the slightest change, and he continued walking forward confidently.

As he passed through the window, his footsteps suddenly stopped

In that split second, Jian Yao's heart leaped down his throat.

He was originally facing forward, but, now, through the interaction of light and shadow on the glass, he looked like he was facing towards him, with his head slightly inclined.

On his side, Fang Qing muttered, “F **k”, in a low voice. Other criminal investigators could not understand why.

Jian Yao's eyes slowly filled with tears. He looked at her jet-black hair, her dark and faint sunglasses that reflected light. Unknowingly, he reached out and pressed his hand against the glass, gently calling out, “Jinyan. .”

However, he could not hear anything through the glass. As if nothing had happened, he turned his head and continued walking forward with an indifferent expression on his face. His figure quickly receded into the distance at the end of the corridor.

Jian Yao stood in place, and her entire body seemed to be locked rigidly in place. Fang Qing looked at him with wide eyes.

A thought popped into his mind: He looks no different than before.

Only he can't see anymore.

Why is he still lingering somewhere else?

Why didn't he go back to his side?

Fang Qing pulled his arm. Jian Yao immediately regained her senses from her contemplating thoughts and instinctively ran out with her. Just then, the man accompanying Bo Jinyan walked out of Shao Yong's office with his hands stuck in his pants pocket, looking like he was taking a leisurely walk. When Fang Qing saw her, he muttered “F **k” again. The man heard it and looked. When he saw Fang Qing and Jian Yao, he stood still in shock and said, “ Lao Fang, Brother-in-law. .”

Fang Qing laughed grimly without saying anything.

Jian Yao whispered, “You still know call me ‘brother-in-law’. .”

An Yan was extremely embarrassed. He turned around to look at Shao Yong who was standing near the door of his office with a small smile on his face, and in an instant he realized that all of this was the old fox's deed. She is a bit confused what to do, and a strange feeling arises in her heart – she feels like a schoolboy who skipped school and was caught off guard by her parents. At the same time, he did not know what happened to Bo Jinyan, so he said faintly, “That's. . . I'll go and check on Bo Jinyan first, she can't see, she needs someone by her side to take care of her. .”

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Qing pushed him against the wall and pinned him there with his hands around his neck. An Yan's handsome face instantly reddened and he found himself unable to speak.

“Life wild for a year. .” Fang Qing said coldly, “definitely the price of good eyesight did not rise that much? Does he really need you to look after him?” Therefore, he directed a meaningful glance at Jian Yao.

Jian Yao simply nodded before running towards Bo Jinyan.

He quickly walked past the crowd. The police officer, the suspect, the police badge, the white wall, he passed them all on both sides. The world seemed to have calmed down once again. There was only one bright path before his eyes, with a aloof tall figure walking in front of him, not looking back.

Jian Yao wanted herself not to cry.

He always tells himself that men like him, who look naive but actually have hidden depths, will leave when it's time to leave, and come back when it's time to return.

But what if they meet again by chance? Meeting by chance is like an obscure angle that fate has forgotten.

……

Suddenly, Jian Yao stopped.

He's caught up with her.

Bo Jinyan had been sitting on a bench in the corridor, her staff was placed next to her, probably waiting for An Yan.

Jian Yao watched him through the flow of people.

He sat upright perfectly, both hands flat on his thighs, just like before. Many people walked in front of him but he remained indifferent; he was like a tree, reluctant to move or react.

For a moment, Jian Yao had a strong urge to run towards him, wrap her arms around his legs and stare at him. He would definitely be shocked, and might even feel helpless, but Jian Yao did not doubt that she would extend a hand to caress him, hug him, just like she did to him.

But unnamed emotions prevented him from doing so.

He asked himself, what is this ? In the days after he left her, she peacefully and secretly lived this way in another corner of the world. No one recognized his name, no one knew about the legends surrounding him, no one knew the scars on his body.

Is this what he wants?

Just like before.

When she was seriously injured in the case of ‘bunga’ cannibal, she hid like a turtle in her shell, returning to the hometown she left years ago to live as a hermit. Now, he once again withdrew.

This time it was his heart. What can be done to repair Bo Jinyan's broken heart?

……

At this point, Bo Jinyan's phone rang. He reached into his pocket, picked up the phone and received the call. Then, a satisfied smile fell on the corner of his mouth as he said, “Alright, Team Leader Shao, since you have delivered a sincere invitation, I'll come back now and help you resolve this case.”

He stood up to retrace his route, and walked towards him.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood on his body seemed to freeze. Even though he knew very well that he could not see, he could not help but feel the emotions that were controlling him. His body stiffened, and he felt like he was burning.

Bo Jinyan approached, and her wand hit her toes. He's stopped.

“Excuse.” His voice was deep, calm and polite.

Jian Yao's hand was raised to cover her face. Without a sound, he stepped back to let her through.

Somewhat resembling a sleepwalking person, Bo Jinyan slowly walked past him.

——

A conference on the case is about to begin. When he heard that Bo Jinyan and An Yan were also going to participate, Fang Qing felt like a bomb had been placed on top of his emotions, and it was impossible to tell when it would explode. It might be able to explode with satisfaction, or with heart-wrenching pain.

However, at this moment, the one who was more agitated and anxious than him should have been that woman.

Fang Qing had no intention of looking for Bo Jinyan and An Yan to reminisce about the past. He searched for a long time before he found Jian Yao on the roof of the station.

By the time he got there, Jian Yao had already calmed down, even though his eyes were badly swollen. This was the first time Fang Qing had seen her cry so bitterly for a year or so as they became acquainted. But, it's only natural.

Jian Yao stood to one side, neither moving nor speaking. Fang Qing lit a cigarette and walked towards him. He said, “Newly, you two. .”

“I didn't talk to him.”

“Why?”

Jian Yao was suddenly choked with emotion. “Can't say it.”

Fang Qing's heart ached deeply for his partner and his ‘adik woman’. “F**k,” umpatnya slow, then ask, “do you want me to beat him?”

Jian Yao forced a laugh. “No.”

“Forcing him to write 10,000 words of self-reflection addressed to his wife*?”

*T/N (yu qi shu) – There are several literary works/songs with this title. One of them is the ancient wind song‘ which was released in 2010, where a man who was in the capital studying and taking the imperial examination wrote to his wife who had been waiting for him at home for many years, remembering his love (a possible interpretation is that he committed suicide after receiving a letter from her not to wait any longer). The other was a letter written by Lin Juemin, a revolutionary martyr in the late Qing Dynasty, to his wife Chen Yiying on the night of April 24, 1911. In this letter, the author expresses his deep affection for his wife and his deep love for the homeland in distress.

Jian Yao continued to shake her head. “No.”

Fang Qing sighed. “Jian Yao, how can you be so good to her? Why do you always give more in your relationship?”

Others have said this before. When the man was alive. Jian Yao's eyes that were finally dry were suddenly red once again.

” Lao Fang, don't talk about it anymore,” he said.

Fang Qing made a voice in agreement.

After a while, he once again spoke up. “We must attend the meeting immediately. Bo Jinyan and An Yan will also be there.”

Jian Yao said, “. . . . Understand.”

In this past year, whenever the topic of Bo Jinyan and An Yan appeared, Fang Qing had never responded positively. Now, though, as he slowly smoked his cigarette, he said, “I've never seen a criminal investigator like this, who still does frontline work to solve cases even after going blind. It is impossible to be stronger and assertive than this. Your man is a real man. He's already risen from where he fell.”

——

After they met, Fang Qing had thrown An Yan into a small room and locked her inside. An Yan was excited as well as worried, and wanted to summon Bo Jinyan. However, the man's temperament had always been strange, and, today, who knew what had gotten his goat, as he firmly refused to accept the call.

When An Yan finally called the police officer for help to unlock the door, Shao Yong called him to the conference room. As soon as he walked into the room, he saw that – yes Lord – everyone is already sitting down. Shao Yong, the member of the criminal investigation team who became his backbone and who he was familiar with, Bo Jinyan. . and on the other hand sat Fang Qing and Jian Yao.

Bo Jinyan remained calm and composed. His wand was placed near the table, and he sat upright without the slightest twitch. An Yan immediately reacted: Could it be that he still did not know who was sitting before him? Damnit damnit!

Moreover, Fang Qing was still watching him and Bo Jinyan with eagle eyes, his expression was colder than winter and something that might or might not be a smile on his lips. What surprised An Yan was that the always gentle sister-in-law looked unperturbed at the moment – was at least on the surface. He continued to look down at the information in his hand, and only looked up after a while. His expression was as calm and silent as water, and An Yan could not read the emotions in his eyes!

Shao Yong, this shrewd and steady old geezer, was made as if nothing was wrong. His direct subordinates were also very serious. Shao Yong cleared his throat and said, “Come get ready to start the meeting.”

An Yan sat down next to Bo Jinyan and calmed down. However, under the table, his hand hit Bo Jinyan lightly.

Separately, Bo Jinyan said, “If you have something to say, say. Don't touch me.”

An Yan did not say anything.

On the other hand, Fang Qing had noticed An Yan's small movements and understood his intentions. Unable to hold back, she muttered, “You joker. .”

Around the table it was quiet.

Jian Yao, stunned, slowly raised her head to look at Bo Jinyan, her heart racing.

Bo Jinyan seemed to have a jolt of panic before turning to face towards them, her expression slightly tense.

After a long tap, he said, gently and slowly, “So. . . Fang Qing is here. ”