Regarding the matter of awakening lightning abilities after transformation

"Why aren't you leaving?" he asked Qi Bei curiously. Zhou Li had overheard the conversation between the three of them, and he was somewhat surprised that this man, who was more than ten years younger than him, had chosen to stay.

"Cough cough... I just don't want to leave... no reason." Qi Bei coughed a few times, brushing away the stone fragments that had splashed onto his back. His right leg was still bleeding; in just over an hour, the wound had reopened three or four times.

"I don't want to leave..." Zhou Li silently pondered these three words, while simultaneously lifting the other person's left arm.

"Tell me the location where Li Wenhai and the others might have teleported." He dragged the limping Qi Bei out of the warehouse.

"I don't know." Qi Bei had only just learned about Li Wenhai's abilities, let alone be able to pinpoint the exact teleportation point.

Upon leaving the warehouse, several police cars were neatly lined up at the entrance.

Su Wanxi and Gu Cheng stood in front of one of the police cars and hurriedly went to greet Zhou Li when he came out.

"Did the other two run away?" Before leaving, Su Wanxi saw Zhan Taiyi disappear into the ripples, and she could roughly guess that it was related to spatial abilities.

"That's right, Li Wenhai's demonstrated ability is spatial teleportation."

“As for this one… he seems to have stayed voluntarily.” Zhou Li lifted Qi Bei up like a chick and pressed him firmly against the hood of the police car.

"Voluntary?" Su Wanxi frowned slightly. She remembered this guy, who had been sneaking around the gate and fired a few shots.

Although it didn't seem to have any effect in the end, he was the one who started it.

"Send the search around... Forget it, no need." Finding an Awakened with the ability to teleport in the city is incredibly difficult, especially since the other party has fellow Awakened helpers. These police officers are just ordinary people; continuing the search might cost them their lives.

"As for this guy... take him back first, and we'll see what Director Song decides how to handle him," Su Wanxi instructed in a low voice.

"By the way, your ability is to control blood explosions?" Su Wanxi suddenly remembered this when she saw Qi Bei's blood-stained clothes.

"Hmm." Qi Bei grunted, not daring to look at Su Wanxi any longer.

This woman... is too dangerous as an enemy...

He absolutely did not want to experience that feeling, as if his internal organs were being torn apart, a second time.

"You should be glad you didn't use your full strength," Su Wanxi said, then got back onto the police motorcycle.

"Gu Cheng, get in the car."

"Huh? Oh..." Gu Cheng was still immersed in the scene from earlier. She paused for a moment, then silently sat down behind Su Wanxi. Qi Bei swallowed hard and was escorted into the police car by Zhou Li with a blank expression.

"Hold on tight?" The motorcycle roared, and Gu Cheng could only barely stay upright by holding onto Su Wanxi's waist.

"Mmm." The girl hummed softly, a blush rising to her fair cheeks.

The material of this trench coat is very smooth, and it feels wonderful to the touch, especially when paired with Su Wanxi's slender and charming waist.

Her long, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a faint fragrance.

Gu Cheng narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt that Su Wanxi, who rode her motorcycle into the warehouse, looked just like a secret agent who fell from the sky in a movie.

If only I could be like that... Besides liking it, she felt more of a longing for it.

"Are you injured?" Besides the sweet fragrance, Su Wanxi's hair also carried a faint smell of blood. Gu Cheng looked up and finally found a wound on her shoulder.

"I must have wiped it somewhere." Su Wanxi recounted how she repaired the crack; it was a very minor wound that she only noticed afterward.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Cheng asked her with concern.

"It doesn't hurt," Su Wanxi shook her head.

"I still have some band-aids in my apartment..."

"By the time I get to your house, my wound should be almost fully healed," Su Wanxi said with a smile.

It seems so... Gu Cheng looked closely and saw that the wound was very shallow, almost invisible.

"Hmm?" Su Wanxi suddenly let out a soft moan, her face slightly flushed.

"Um...it's a little itchy..." A warm breath came from her shoulder as Gu Cheng gently blew on her wound.

Ah... Gu Cheng then realized that her subconscious actions seemed somewhat ambiguous.

"..."

Chapter 61, Section Sixty: Valentine's Day

The battle in the abandoned warehouse was just a minor episode for Gu Cheng; a peaceful and leisurely life remained the main theme.

On the evening of August 16, an explosion occurred at a warehouse in the western district of our city. There were no casualties.

This is the official statement from Lanjiang Daily. After a series of investigations and evidence collection, they determined that the main cause was the improper storage of chemical raw materials, while the direct cause was a cigarette butt carelessly thrown away by an unlucky person.

It sounds reasonable, and is at least more convincing than the story of a passionate shootout between the underworld and the government, culminating in the detonation of explosives.

Apart from a few conspiracy theorists, most ordinary people just listen to what others say and continue living their lives as usual.

The biggest victim of the fight, Qi Bei, suffered multiple fractures and burns all over his body, minor internal organ damage, and significant blood loss. He also experienced partial muscle necrosis in his left arm, chest tightness, and palpitations, suggesting he may have been subjected to excessive electric shock.

He was hospitalized for a week and only came out of the intensive care unit two days ago. The doctors who accompanied him praised him for his strong will to live.

"You've survived a terrible ordeal; this young man is destined for good fortune." These were the attending physician's exact words.

Because of his serious injuries, Qi Bei's interrogation was delayed. Besides Zhou Li, who routinely monitored him, Su Wanxi also took the time to check on him. Perhaps the psychological trauma he had inflicted was too deep, because when Qi Bei saw Su Wanxi coming, he acted as if he had seen a ghost, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, which only aggravated his injuries.

As for Zhan Taiyi and that other person... Gu Cheng never learned their names. The Hermit Bureau only asked her to assist in the arrest, without explaining the ins and outs of the matter. She came in completely bewildered and left completely bewildered.

Afterwards, witnesses reportedly saw two men covered in mud crawling out of the sewer, one of whom was completely naked, a truly indecent act. By the time the hermitage bureau arrived, only a metal manhole cover with muddy handprints remained at the scene.

......

"I want to sleep a little longer..." Sunlight streamed through the blinds as Gu Cheng rested her arm in front of her eyes and groaned softly.

She has been suffering from insomnia lately. Every time it's time to sleep, her mind feels heavy as if it's filled with lead. She closes her eyes, feeling very sleepy, but she just can't fall asleep.

Fireworks, skyscrapers... fragmented images kept churning in my mind, a state that had been evident since the very first night back from the warehouse. As time went on, besides boredom, even my head felt like it was being pricked with needles.

She was in a daze until the early hours of the morning, and her sleep quality was extremely poor. If this continued, she really should consider seeing a doctor.

"Please let me go~" Gu Cheng wailed, wrapping herself in the blanket and rolling around on the bed.

Because it was summer, Gu Cheng found the crocodile pajamas a bit too hot, so she simply took them off and slept naked, wearing only a bra and boxer shorts. As she rolled around, large expanses of skin were exposed, fair and delicate. Her beautifully rounded legs were casually pressed together, gleaming alluringly in the sunlight.

Tired from rolling around, Gu Cheng should be sober by now. She touched her rosy cheeks, and beads of sweat appeared on her delicate nose.

"Get up, work is important."

After combing her hair in front of the mirror, the girl noticed that her eye sockets were a bit dark, a sign that dark circles were on the way.

"Phew... I need to take care of myself..." Everyone loves beauty, and she is no exception.

It might sound a bit narcissistic, but Gu Cheng thinks her current body is quite good-looking. At least by her own standards, she'd rate it eight or nine out of ten.

We can't let her down... It's already like this, any further mistreatment will only make her suffer.

"Do you know what day it is today?" Gu Chengyan asked her.

"Days?" In the past few days, the thing in her mind had calmed down considerably, and Gu Cheng's attitude towards it had also improved a lot. Come to think of it carefully, it was, after all, her savior.

Aside from his penchant for being sarcastic and unpredictable, he hasn't done anything outrageous.

"You forgot?" And that smug tone—clearly someone who hasn't experienced the harsh realities of modern society.

"...Could it be?" Gu Cheng's face instantly turned red as she remembered what day it was.

A relative should be arriving soon...

She carefully opened the packaging bag. She even consulted the saleswoman about the thin paper, and the saleswoman practically taught her step by step. Recalling the scene, Gu Cheng was so ashamed that she didn't dare to face anyone.

Practice makes perfect. Who is born knowing how to use sanitary napkins or tie a bra? Thinking about it this way, she felt relieved.

"...Actually, that's not what I wanted to say." The voice in my mind gradually lowered, seemingly with a hint of hesitation.

"No?" Gu Cheng tiptoed into the bathroom, pulling her boxer shorts up from her knees to her thighs.

“Today is Valentine’s Day…” Gu Chengyan said.

"...And then?" Gu Cheng's hand holding the towel trembled slightly.

......

Unlike the West, Valentine's Day in China is traditionally celebrated between mid-August and the end of August, and it is associated with a poignant love story. On this day, the streets are filled with couples, leaving single people like Gu Cheng to endure the constant barrage of displays of affection.

Oh well, it's a holiday after all... Ignoring the couples kissing on the park bench, Gu Cheng relaxed and headed towards the subway station.

Today she wore denim shorts, a style she rarely wears, her fair legs dazzling, and a light yellow shirt accentuating her beautiful bust. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but Gu Cheng felt the gazes of those around her lingering on her. Feeling a little uneasy, she put on her headphones and quietly leaned against the armrest.

It was nearly 7:30 when they arrived at "Starry Night". Su Wanxi was pruning flowers alone in the shop.

"You're here?" She turned her head, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, looking at Gu Cheng.

"Mmm," the girl nodded and answered softly.

Su Wanxi wore a white blazer, her long, waterfall-like hair cascading over her shoulders, and beneath her knee-length sheer skirt were smooth, delicate calves and slender feet in high heels.

Elegant and poised, Gu Cheng's eyes seemed to sparkle with stars.

Women dress up for those they love, is Su Wanxi like that...?

The idea had barely surfaced when Gu Cheng nipped it in the bud.

Upon closer reflection, Su Wanxi's outfit today wasn't anything special. She's naturally a clothes hanger; with her good looks, she looks good in anything.

After a brief period of disappointment, Gu Cheng felt a strange sense of pride welling up inside her.

As for what she's proud of? She doesn't know herself...

Seeing Gu Cheng grinning foolishly to the side, Su Wanxi couldn't help but smile as well: "There will be quite a few guests today, so you might have to work hard..."

"Yeah, let's cheer each other on!"

Although we've never confessed our feelings, being able to stand under the same roof with the person I like on this day is something to be happy about.

Section 62, Chapter Sixty-One: Massage

"Hello, could you tell me the meaning of this flower?" a stylish young woman asked, pointing to the pink lilies in the shop.

“Of course… Lilies represent purity and solemnity. Compared to white lilies, pink lilies are more suitable for sweet and lovely girls.” Gu Cheng took the bouquet and handed it to the girl.

Sweet and lovely... the girl murmured, her fingers lightly touching the dewdrops on the petals.