An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 200 A brief encounter, yet unforgettable.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, most people are still visiting each other's homes to exchange New Year's greetings, which is one of the few times of the year when families can enjoy each other's company.

Drinking tea, chatting, and eating sunflower seeds, they unloaded the fatigue of a year's work. Workers didn't have to go to work, small businesses suspended operations, and even the hardest-working farmers put on their best clothes and busied themselves in their kitchens to receive guests.

However, some professions remain unchanged, with no difference in their routines, such as military and police work, especially in border areas.

At the anti-drug squad base, Lu Feng dragged his tired body out of the base gate. Yesterday, he encountered a small, spontaneous drug trafficking organization trying to smuggle in some heroin from abroad, hiding it in gift boxes. They thought that during the Spring Festival, the number of people crossing the border would increase and be easier to manage, so they tried to take advantage of the chaos.

The people were caught by the border checkpoint, and they sent people over that night to bring them back, where they worked overtime all night to interrogate them.

Lu Feng was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open. He spotted a girl standing on the curb across the street in the distance. She looked vaguely familiar. Lu Feng rubbed his eyelids, forced his eyes open, and looked again. Sure enough, it was someone he recognized. Though he called her someone he recognized, he'd only met her twice. Once was the night they closed the operation at the manor, when they found Chu Yao sitting calmly on the edge of the bed in her room on the third floor. The other time was in the auditorium on the first floor of the brigade headquarters, where they attended the same commendation ceremony.

Lu Feng looked around to make sure no cars were coming, then crossed the road and walked up to Chu Yao, asking in a formulaic manner, "Miss Chu, is there something you need from the brigade?"

Chu Yao was a little surprised that Lu Feng would come over to talk to her. She paused for a moment, then replied, "Nothing, I was just wandering around and somehow ended up here."

Lu Feng asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

"I bought some things and delivered them to my grandma's house. When I got off the bus on my way back, I wanted to wander around the neighborhood, so I ended up here."

Lu Feng was even more surprised. It would take at least half an hour to walk here from the bus station. How could someone have wandered around like this?
Chu Yao glanced one last time at the base gate and said goodbye to Lu Feng: "Captain Lu, I'm leaving now."

Lu Feng nodded slowly, "Okay."

The girl turned around, took two steps forward with her back to Lu Feng, then stopped, turned around again, and couldn't help but ask, "Captain Lu, is he alright?" As she spoke, a tear slid down the side of one of her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said gently, "Miss Chu, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Chu Yao tugged at her sleeve, wiped her right cheek, and quickly nodded in apology: "I'm sorry, Captain Lu, I was talking nonsense."

The usually calm and collected girl appeared flustered and bewildered at this moment.

Lu Feng stood there, having seen all sorts of things in his life. But seeing this scene, he felt a strange pang of pity. He called out to the girl's retreating figure, "Chu Yao, it's cold. Don't walk back. I'll drive you."

Chu Yao turned her face away and refused with a smile: "No need, I'm used to it."

At the time, Lu Feng didn't understand what "used to it" meant.
……

Chu Yao has someone living in her heart, but she needs to hide him very, very well and can't tell anyone.

She cannot bring her love out into the sunlight, just as he can only walk alone in the darkness, rarely seeing the light of day.

Therefore, Chu Yao liked to go to the anti-drug squad and greet Lu Feng at the door when he went out or returned.

Lu Feng was a very polite policeman. Every time he saw her, he would nod slightly at her. Chu Yao felt incredibly at ease whenever she saw him nod at her.

Lu Feng said nothing, never explained anything to her, and never admitted anything, but she felt that this ordinary nod was telling her that he was alright, that he was still alive, and that she could rest assured.

She often couldn't help but fantasize about whether one day she would stand at the entrance of the brigade and see him walk out, wearing the same olive-green uniform as Lu Feng, tall and handsome, the sunlight shining on his broad shoulders and straight back. If that day ever came, Chu Yao hoped she wouldn't cry, but instead calmly walk up to him, smiling beautifully, and say, "Long time no see, welcome back!"

Over time, going to the anti-drug squad every now and then became an unbreakable habit for Chu Yao, rain or shine; perhaps it was more like a spiritual sustenance.

Days passed, and Chu Yao waited day after day, year after year, for one tomorrow after another, with no certainty of what would happen.

……

As time went on and the number of times increased, people in the team started teasing Lu Feng, saying that there was such a young and beautiful girl who would come to the brigade gate to wait for him from time to time. He was getting on in years and still single, so why didn't he agree to go to a movie, have a meal, or go on a date with her?
At times like these, Lu Feng could only suffer in silence, unable to explain the girl's true intentions in coming to the brigade. He could only let everyone make fun of him, and over time, the rumors became more and more outrageous.

Once, when Lu Feng was in a one-on-one conversation with Jiang Zheng, after finishing their business, he couldn't help but mention, "That girl is really devoted; she's still waiting for you!" At this point, it had been more than a year since Jiang Zheng went to Mang Kingdom.

He didn't name names, and his sentence was abrupt and unrelated, but Jiang Zheng knew who it was as soon as he heard it. There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Lu Feng thought the other party wouldn't respond to this topic, the man finally spoke with difficulty: "Tell her... don't wait anymore."

Wen Xiao is a hundred times more troublesome than Xu Penggang. He's cunning, ruthless, and meticulous in everything he does. He's even capable of this with his wife. Bringing him down and escaping unscathed is an impossible task. Moreover, the overseas environment is incredibly complex, with various shady and criminal forces infiltrating and supporting each other. Jiang Zheng is alone and powerless; all his actions must be conducted under their watchful eyes. One wrong step could lead to certain doom. He must remain constantly vigilant, walking with extreme caution, leaving no room for error.

In fact, from the moment Jiang Zheng discovered the connection between Li Yasong and Wen Xiao and decided to go undercover further, he was prepared not to return alive.

Jiang Zheng felt it was too cruel to make a young girl waste her most precious years waiting for a miracle. He dared not dream, afraid that such thoughts would hinder his resolve to die, afraid that he would hesitate. The ten-odd days of beautiful memories were already a gift from heaven to him. Jiang Zheng would always tell himself again and again in the dead of night that having had it was enough, especially since he had even greedily stolen a kiss. Anything more... would only be a pipe dream.

Those feelings of resentment, those longings and emotions that haunted his midnight dreams, surged up time and time again, overwhelming him and occupying his mind. Jiang Zheng could only suppress them again and again, desperately extinguishing the raging flames in his heart, and then telling himself over and over that these things did not belong to him. As he tried to convince himself, he repeatedly deceived himself, and slowly he came to believe, or rather, resigned himself to his fate.

He had no other choice.

Lu Feng didn't say anything more. He didn't know what to say. That's just how reality is. There will always be people who need to do these jobs, and there will always be people waiting for them to come back.

So, the next time Lu Feng saw Chu Yao, he thought carefully about his words, walked over, exchanged a few simple pleasantries with her as usual, and then got back to the point, saying meaningfully, "Miss Chu, life is unpredictable. Sometimes being too attached to the unknown is not a good thing. People should learn to let go, learn to let go, and look ahead. Maybe there will be more beautiful scenery ahead?"

It was a jumbled, incoherent rant, but Chu Yao understood it immediately. She retorted excitedly, "He kissed me."

Why does he have the right to kiss someone whenever he wants, and tell them to let go whenever he wants? How can he do that?

How could this be!

The human heart is not a cold machine; it cannot be opened or closed at will.

Isn't it cruel to deny her even the right to wait?
Lu Feng sighed. Everyone had their own thoughts and their own difficulties.

When Lu Feng contacted Jiang Zheng again, after exchanging information, he was about to hang up when the other end stopped him and asked hesitantly, "What...what did she say?"

Lu Feng sneered: "Since you've shamelessly kissed her, then have some shame. Don't try to act like nothing happened. Come back alive like a man and take responsibility for her!"

The other side has stopped talking again.

Lu Feng shook his head into the microphone. How could this person seem indifferent? He advises others to let go, but he himself doesn't seem capable of letting go at all.