Silver Snow Line [Criminal Investigation]

Wei Cheng felt warmth on his abdomen. After pausing for two seconds, he reached out and gently stroked her hair.

"Stupid, you can rest when you are tired."

Xie Qingfei's nostrils were filled with his scent. Through a thin layer of sweater, he greedily felt his body temperature and uttered a muffled "hmm".
The two of them just sat there, one sitting and the other standing, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Xie Qingfei stood up, his eyelids red.
"You didn't go home." She returned the clothes to him.
Wei Cheng lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing else to say?"
Xie Qingfei smiled with his lips pressed against his chest, and poked his waist deliberately: "Your abdominal muscles are well trained."
Wei Cheng blushed at her prodding, and sat down on the chair next to him with a stern face: "Do you even need to tell me that?"

After a moment of silence, the smile on Xie Qingfei's lips gradually faded.

But Wei Cheng heard her say: "Zhang Yan is not the biological daughter of the Zhang couple."
Wei Cheng was stunned: "Then she is..."
"Adopted." Xie Qingfei explained briefly.
After hearing this, Wei Cheng asked: "Is that why you are sad?"
Xie Qingfei raised his eyebrows: "Do you have to be so sensitive, Doctor Wei? You know I'm sad before I even say anything?"
Wei Cheng hummed: "You will never find another person who knows you better than me in your life."
Xie Qingfei rarely refuted.

After a long while, she said, "My first reaction when I first learned about this was that it was not worth it. Zhang Yan's life was skinned and blood sucked by the so-called family only because of blood. She is a daughter, a sister, and a wife, so she endured all this. But... even if there is no blood relationship, what can it be? If it's not her, it will be her, it will be any one of them, and I'm afraid even I am no exception. But no one is born to be treated like this, and there is no reason for them to accept this. And this status quo will not change at all because of anyone's death. Today, tomorrow, and in the future, there are countless Zhang Yans in places that cannot be seen. Who will give them justice?"

She was just complaining and didn't expect a response from him. At times like this, Wei Cheng knew he should remain silent.

Xie Qingfei began to sigh again, holding his head and shaking it, saying, "I'm so tired, so tired. Investigating cases is tiring, and being a policeman is even more tiring. I don't want to be able to only clear the names of the dead. There's really no sense of accomplishment. I just hope that the living can be fine and never encounter these dirty things in their lives. Isn't this the meaning of my profession?"

She had never said such things before. After all, "maintaining world peace" was too vague. Solving cases and puzzles was her professional identity. She immersed herself in the process just to have fun. The more complicated the case, the more excited she was. Therefore, even empathy seemed unnecessary. She never thought she was kind and was reluctant to show sympathy to regretful people and things.
As for criminal psychology and criminal behavior, they are boring definitions. They can neither bring the victim back to life nor arouse the criminal's sporadic remorse. It would be better to let these people go to jail or be shot early.

"Wei Cheng," she said, "in fact, once a police incident occurs, it means that we have failed. Perhaps when my value no longer needs to be cherished, that will be the time when I should feel the greatest sense of accomplishment."

Wei Cheng showed a hint of surprise on his face. Xie Qingfei glanced sideways and found that he was smiling.
"What do you mean, is it funny?" She raised her eyebrows.
"No. It's just that everyone said you seemed to have changed, but I insisted that you hadn't. Now you have proved that I was right."

Xie Qingfei seemed to understand his hidden meaning. Maybe it was because the feeling of being understood was too good. She actually felt that the dark cloud that had been hanging over her heart for the past few days had dissipated a lot, and it seemed as if the burden was lightened all of a sudden.
Wei Cheng wanted to speak again, but Xie Qingfei covered his ears first, closed his eyes and said, "Don't say words of comfort, I don't like to hear them, and I'm not here to seek comfort, just treat me as..."
"I know."
Xie Qingfei quietly opened one eye and looked at him, asking doubtfully, "You know?"
"I know." Wei Cheng pulled her hand down and said seriously, "Xie Qingfei, you can do whatever you want. No matter what your choice is, I...your friends will support you."

Xie Qingfei's eyelashes trembled, and her wrist, which was held by him, felt warm. She struggled slightly and easily got free. Wei Cheng closed his empty palms and said nothing. His expression was so indifferent that it seemed as if all the emotions that had just emerged from his eyes were illusions.
However, even though he changed his words in a timely manner, Xie Qingfei still didn't miss the word he was stuck on.

"What about you?" she asked in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Wei Cheng glanced sideways.
"I don't think I've ever heard you talk about work," she said, "Do you have nothing to say, or do you just don't want to tell me?"
Wei Cheng obviously didn't want to talk about this topic: "There's nothing to say. The patient's condition must be kept confidential. Why are you asking about it?"
"I'm not asking about your patients, but you," Xie Qingfei didn't let him get away with it. "Your shifts at the hospital are very full. As far as I know, you have additional teaching tasks this year. You have to come to the police station to continue working on your rare days off. But this part-time job doesn't give you any help except squeezing out your personal time. Day after day, you have to listen to others vent their negative emotions, and patiently provide comfort and advice. You don't even have time to breathe... What do you do when you feel tired? What do you do when you can't hold on?"
"I..." Wei Cheng paused for a moment and subconsciously avoided her eyes.

Xie Qingfei's tone darkened, and he sighed as if he saw through his heart: "You shouldn't bear more pressure for me."
Wei Cheng immediately said: "I never said that. Stop being so narcissistic."
Xie Qingfei chuckled: "Do you think it makes sense to lie to me?"

He was careless. He was the one who was guiding her, but she led the way instead.
Wei Cheng was speechless. He really hated her for being too smart.

He saw her left hand on her knee, her nails were trimmed and the gaps between her fingers were also bare. She had worn a ring for several months and then took it off, but the marks disappeared in just three or five days. But feelings are invisible and intangible, so how can they leave a mark on people's hearts for a lifetime?

The more I think about it, the more unconvinced I become.
She dared to question him like this only because she was sure that he loved her to death, and she guessed it right.

Wei Cheng looked into her eyes again and asked, not wanting to be outdone, "I heard from Xi Ming that you are not very willing to return to the bureau? Why?"
Xie Qingfei was stunned: "He's complaining again? How can this kid be a traitor to both sides?"
Wei Cheng smiled and said, "What did he say about me in front of you?"
Xie Qingfei: "I'm not a traitor, how could I possibly tell you."
Wei Cheng: "Tsk, it seems like he didn't say anything nice. So what do you think? Could it be because of my past..."
"It has nothing to do with you," Xie Qingfei interrupted him immediately, "I find that you are also very narcissistic and want to control me. How could I be the kind of person who is blinded by lust?"
Wei Cheng let out a long "Oh" and said with satisfaction: "So you still covet my beauty."
Xie Qingfei: "..."

After much digression, in the end Xie Qingfei did not answer his question about why he did not want to return to the bureau. He was even a little angry and embarrassed because his secrets were exposed, so the accusation against him naturally ended in nothing.

Wei Cheng tactfully stopped asking questions and quietly leaned towards her, with his shoulder slightly tilted.
Tired of arguing, she slowly leaned her head forward, and after feeling the solid texture, she secretly sighed that they were both Pavlov's dogs.

Two figures were reflected on the clean glass window, and soon Wei Cheng heard her steady and long breathing.

Only then did he notice Zhao Chongyun in the shadow at the corner behind him. At first he thought something happened to him and made a gesture to him to keep quiet. But the kid suddenly got angry for some unknown reason and turned away with a sour face.
"..."
He just left. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Chongyun and Xie Qingfei had some relationship, he wouldn't even bother to remember his name, let alone care about his mood.

Wei Cheng covered Xie Qingfei with the coat he had just put on. She felt warm and subconsciously clung to him, clinging to him without any awareness of being someone's ex-girlfriend. Wei Cheng raised his lips, fearing that she might feel uncomfortable leaning against him. He was about to reach out to her other shoulder, but he saw a flash of silver light on her collar, which seemed to be a necklace.
Police officers are generally not allowed to wear jewelry, but she is different now, and the dress code does not need to be so strictly followed, but wearing a necklace does not seem to be her style. Although Wei Cheng is curious, he can't really pull that thing out to see it. He carefully puts her in a comfortable position, and then safely acts as a bed.

At around ten o'clock, Xie Qingfei's cell phone vibrated. She woke up and saw the message that Zhang Yuheng was out of danger.
Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows: "How is it?"
"I won't die." She felt even sleepier after dozing off for a while, and asked unconsciously, "What time is it? Let's go home."
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes quietly and found that Wei Cheng's face did not look very good either.
"I……"
"Okay, I'll take you home." It was rare that he didn't say anything weird, as if he didn't hear anything.

Speechless all the way.

When they got downstairs, Xie Qingfei suddenly asked before leaving: "Wei Cheng, what do you like to eat?"
Wei Cheng was puzzled and asked, "Ah?"
"Eight major cuisines, sweet and savory, or which dish from which restaurant, what do you like?"
He reported a few things.
Xie Qingfei nodded, and when the elevator reached her home, she realized that weren't the things he mentioned all her favorites? Captain Xie was sensitive and not slow in love, so he knew it wouldn't be such a coincidence because they had the same preferences.

She stood alone in front of the empty entrance hall, and the shadow on the ground welcomed her home. The shadow didn't speak, but the moon outside the window still heard a faint sigh.

Half past eight in the morning.

The hospital notified that Qin Yonghui has woken up and Zhang Yuheng's condition is also very stable and he will wake up soon.
"He actually saved my life." Xi Ming pretended to be angry and said.
Lu Shaohui teased: "You two brothers are his saviors."
Xi Ming cooperated and lamented, "What a sin!"
"Let's go," Xie Qingfei took something out of the office and complained, "You two are such drama queens."

When I passed by the reception room, the old man called out to someone. "Thank you, Captain. Someone sent an envelope to the Criminal Investigation Team yesterday afternoon. I forgot to give it to you."
Xie Qingfei asked: "What does the person who delivered the envelope look like?"
The old man said as he was rummaging through a pile of documents: "She's about the same height as you, a girl, and she looks...quite pretty."
Lu Shaohui's eyebrows moved: "Qin Yonghui?"
"Hey, I found it." The old man handed the item over and said embarrassedly, "I was busy yesterday and forgot about it. Please take a look and don't delay anything."
Xie Qingfei: "It's okay, thank you."

The envelope was light and when it was opened, a small memory card fell out. The police had given up hope of finding this thing. Since Wang Shuang stayed in the hospital for so long after Zhang Yan's accident, it should be easy for him to deal with such a small thing.

Xi Ming was surprised and said, "Wang Shuang really gave this thing to Qin Yonghui."
Xie Qingfei held the memory card and put it in his palm: "You don't have to go to the hospital, give this to Dai Lin."
Xi Ming: “Okay!”

Shengzhou People's Hospital.

Zhao Chongyun came out of the bathroom with water drops on his face. When he saw his colleagues coming over, he looked normal and greeted them one by one.
Xie Qingfei glanced at him for a second longer. This kid's face always showed something. But before she could ask, Zhao Chongyun took the initiative to tell her everything Liu Shuzhen had told him.
After hearing this, Xie Qingfei was not surprised. Lu Shaohui smiled and said, "Fortunately, this man still has some medical ethics. Xi Xiaoming's blood was not given in vain."

In the ward, Qin Yonghui lay there with a deathly pale face, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. Only when he heard someone calling "Captain Xie" did he reluctantly move his eyes and stare at the person who came.
After she woke up, she kept asking whether Zhang Yuheng was dead or not, but no one answered her. They all said that they would have to wait for the captain to come before they could tell her everything. Now that the captain had finally arrived, Qin Yonghui pulled off the IV tube on the back of her hand and rushed over: "Is Zhang Yuheng dead? Is the Zhang family extinct?"
Xie Qingfei hurriedly helped her up, leaving two red marks on his wrists.

The moment she approached, the aura around her was also felt. Qin Yonghui couldn't help but look into her eyes, her lips trembling: "Sister?"
Xie Qingfei was stunned and guessed that it was probably because he had come into contact with Xie Yinan yesterday and his body was stained with the same perfume as Zhang Yan.

"Calm down first," she said, and together with the nurse, she pushed the man back onto the bed. "From what you said, you caused the car accident on purpose?"
I don’t know if it was due to the familiar smell or something else, but Qin Yonghui really became quiet. Her lively almond eyes narrowed slightly, but her gaze was cold.
"Yes, I just want their whole family to pay for Sister Yan Zi's life." She said lightly.

Xie Qingfei asked: "Why? Do you think Zhang Yan's death has something to do with Zhang Yuheng?"
Qin Yonghui looked at her steadily, and then sneered: "Aren't only those who stab and kill people called murderers? Sister Yanzi has suffered so much hardship and grievances over the years, isn't it all caused by Zhang Yuheng? Shouldn't that family pay the price for what they did?"
Xie Qingfei: "But what does this have to do with you?"
Qin Yonghui said angrily: "The fact that they hurt Sister Yanzi has something to do with me!"
Xie Qingfei chuckled sarcastically, "Oh? You care so much about your sister Yan Zi, but you secretly become her husband's lover?"
"I……"
Qin Yonghui choked up immediately, then shook her head painfully: "I didn't know at the time, I don't want this."
Xie Qingfei returned to his indifference: "When did you and Wang Shuang start?"
"I was with him about a year ago." Qin Yonghui raised her eyes timidly, and seeing that the other person had the same expression, she continued, "But I actually knew him a long time ago."

The small village where Qin Yonghui was born is the area of ​​the charity funded by Zhang Yan. Wang Shuang, as one of the staff members of the organization, goes there every year to deliver supplies. He is handsome and gentle, and is always surrounded by children. Therefore, Qin Yonghui has known him since she was a child. But she is introverted and quiet, and she doesn't get close to him like other children. She is used to hiding and watching from a distance, and she doesn't have any special feelings for him.

Qin Yonghui has always known that someone sponsored her to go to school, and she is very grateful for this. Because there are many brothers and sisters in her family, if it weren't for this sponsorship, she would have no chance to go to school anyway. This kind-hearted person is equivalent to her second parents - no, her parents are not so open-minded. They wish they could not go to school so that they can save money to buy some delicious food for their younger brothers.
But the identity of the sponsor would not be revealed, and she would not have Zhang Yan's contact information. If Zhang Yan had not come to the local area in person that year to check, she would never have known in her life which kind-hearted person gave her the opportunity to study.
After meeting her once, I learned her name and remembered what she looked like. She is my benefactor.

After the college entrance examination, Qin Yonghui was only admitted to an ordinary vocational college. The tuition fee was more than 10,000 yuan a year. Of course, her family did not support her to go out to study. But Qin Yonghui always felt that she should not disappoint Zhang Yan. The other party selflessly paid so much money, but she did not get out of the mountains in the end. Isn't this another form of repaying kindness with enmity? Zhang Yan would definitely be disappointed if she knew. Qin Yonghui was unwilling to accept such a fate. Since she could not reach an agreement with her family, she could also abandon the family. Anyway, she was not the only child in the family. Instead of being sold to a man in the village as a reproductive machine by her parents in the name of marriage, it is better to give it a try. So she took her few bags and meager savings and boarded the train to Shengzhou.
She remembered that Zhang Yan was from Shengzhou.

A girl from the mountains who had nowhere to rely on came to the big city alone. After getting off the train, she couldn't even tell which direction the exit was. People were hurrying to and fro, and no one cared where a simple-dressed girl was going. The shadows of the tall buildings weighed heavily on her spine, and each one was horribly eerie. Just when she was at a loss and was almost nailed to the ground by these deep shadows, a gentle male voice sounded from behind her.
Although they hadn't seen each other for several years, Qin Yonghui immediately recognized it as Wang Shuang.

But Wang Shuang didn't remember who she was, he probably just felt sorry for her being alone, so he kindly asked if she needed help. However, Qin Yonghui seemed to have seen hope, she believed in him wholeheartedly, even relied on him, because she knew that the man in front of her was a good person, and he was the only person she knew well in this city.

She lied that she was an orphan, had no parents, came from another place to work, was unfamiliar with the place, and asked if he could help her find a place to live and a job. This request was really a bit too much, and it was all based on blind trust in the other party, but in the end, she was not rejected. Wang Shuang expressed great sympathy for her experience, and helped her rent a house that day. He took her shopping in the mall to buy new clothes, taught her how to dress herself, and washed away her vulgarity and rusticity bit by bit. Knowing that she was still a minor, he helped her find a part-time job in a beverage store to make up for the transition, and promised to make a more detailed career plan for her in the future.

Since then, the two of them have been visiting each other frequently. His efforts seemed to ask nothing in return, unlike his father and brother at home, who never gave her a penny and always treated her like a slave. Since Qin Yonghui could remember, she had never met another man who treated her as well as Wang Shuang. She was young and had little knowledge, and he didn't mind her crudeness and ignorance. He was ten years older than her, handsome and elegant, tall and straight, his career was gradually taking off, and he was so generous and gentle, it seemed reasonable for her to fall in love with him.

Qin Yonghui didn't know what the other party was thinking. She was at the age of falling in love, and he was the only man she had ever met. She was completely trapped in this relationship that she didn't know how to define. When she adapted to city life, Wang Shuang encouraged her to take the adult college entrance examination again, paid for her tuition and living expenses, and gave her endless patience and companionship during her studies. After she graduated, his factory had already reached a stable scale and operation, and he personally took her to the human resources department and gave her a job, fulfilling his original promise.

"Until this moment, I didn't know he had a wife, let alone that his wife was Sister Yan Zi." Qin Yonghui said, "Everything I have is given by him, and I really have no right to ask for anything more. It's not that I haven't thought about the possibility that he might have a family. After all, there is such a big difference in our ages and status, so it's normal for him to have children. But without him, I'm afraid I would still be just a working girl, so even if I have no name or status, so what? I am willing to do this. But...but how can his wife be Sister Yan Zi? How could he let Sister Yan down?"

Wang Shuang got married two years ago, and all the workers in the factory were congratulating the boss and his wife. Qin Yonghui also learned the news at that time. At that time, she was just glad that she didn't really break the veil with Wang Shuang. Although they were ambiguous, they didn't cross the line. On the surface, they were still superiors and subordinates, which saved a lot of embarrassment. She was also curious about the identity of the boss's wife, but she heard from her colleagues that the boss's wife was in poor health and rarely went out. She might have to wait until the wedding to meet her.
As a result, before Wang Shuang got married, Qin Yonghui met Zhang Yan while shopping.

She is no longer the poor girl from the mountainous area. Under Wang Shuang's education, she has become sunny and confident. She has knowledge and experience, and her temperament is no different from that of city girls. She happily called Zhang Yan, and in the face of her puzzled eyes, she took the initiative to confess her identity and told her that she was one of the girls she had sponsored that year.
Zhang Yan didn't remember who she was at all. All the girls she sponsored actually had just pitiful faces. But this did not prevent Zhang Yan from feeling sincerely gratified after hearing about her background. She immediately found a cafe and sat down to chat with her.
ask her.
How about studying?
How is life?
How is the job?
Qin Yonghui had been away from home for too long and had no friends in a foreign land. Seeing Zhang Yan was like seeing a relative. She told her about the difficulties and hardships she had experienced over the years. Zhang Yan was very angry when she learned that she had not been able to go to college. When she heard that she had escaped from home, she was surprised, worried, and envious, and anxiously asked her how she was doing.

After that, of course, I met a noble person and everything went smoothly.

Qin Yonghui kept talking about how good the man was to her and how much she loved him, but as she was talking she noticed that Zhang Yan's expression turned strange.
Zhang Yan asked her, "Does this man have a family? What is your relationship with him?"
Qin Yonghui told the truth, but she didn't want to leave a bad impression on her benefactor, and emphasized that she had no intention of interfering in the other person's marriage.
But Zhang Yan said that the best way is to leave the man and completely cut off contact with him, because if there is no conspiracy, a man will never be nice to a woman for no reason, not to mention that you two are so different in age and experience, how can you be sure that he is a good man? You are young and smart, you may be able to gain a foothold in the big city by yourself, otherwise I will continue to support your studies, please don't indulge in temporary stability.

But Qin Yonghui would not listen. She regarded Wang Shuang as her heaven and would never believe that the relationship in the past few years was just a scam.

If he really had bad intentions towards her, he would have had countless opportunities to take advantage of them, but he didn't do anything, didn't he? He never expressed his feelings, never asked for love, and never even did anything intimate. Maybe helping others is his nature, and this relationship is just her wishful thinking.

Zhang Yan sneered and said that she shouldn't belittle herself. She had finally escaped from the cage, so why was she willing to go down this path? All those years of studying were in vain.

The two people couldn't reach an agreement and parted on bad terms.

Qin Yonghui watched Zhang Yan leave with a disappointed look on her face, and she felt sad. She felt that someone like Zhang Yan, who grew up in a wealthy family, could not understand her feelings towards Wang Shuang. Her starting point in life was too low, and she was doomed to fail from the beginning. Any mistake in decision-making would lead to an irreparable future. This was already the best life she could earn for herself.
Maybe she would have more choices if she left Wang Shuang, but she doesn't regret the current result.

She followed Zhang Yan's back unwillingly, and saw a familiar car slowly stop in front of Zhang Yan outside the glass door. The person who got out was the man she had been thinking about just now. He took Zhang Yan's bag attentively, kissed her forehead gently, and held her hand tightly.

The sunlight shone on them, and the dazzling silver light almost burned Qin Yonghui's eyes. Only then did she realize that Zhang Yan was also wearing a ring on her ring finger. She was Wang Shuang's newlywed wife.

(End of this chapter)