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The huge shopping mall was crowded with people. Yu Qianlin and his colleagues almost broke out in a sweat while walking inside.
The colleague said, "Officer Yu, I'm sorry to have to pull you out at this juncture."
Yu Qianlin was on a business trip, but was pulled in to rescue the situation and stabilize the chaotic order in the mall caused by the appearance of a celebrity. It was said that a cartoonist and his fans had a conflict and the situation got out of control. The police station received a call for help from the mall, and the leader immediately ordered all nearby police officers to help to avoid casualties. It happened that the two of them passed by and were pulled over.
Yu Qianlin smiled distantly: "It's okay, I've finished my work anyway."
"Thank you so much!" The colleague looked at him flatteringly.
Everyone knows that this tall, slender, sharp-eyed man is a rising star in the police force. He has no background, but in just a few years, he has made a name for himself. At a young age, he has participated in solving several major cases. With his sharp mind and extraordinary courage, he has made enviable contributions. Later, he was promoted to deputy captain of the criminal police team, and was appreciated by leaders at all levels, becoming a highly regarded figure. What his future will be like, anyone with a discerning eye can weigh it clearly.
Yu Qianlin was used to this. He lowered the corners of his lips and said nothing, but took bigger steps and walked towards the bustling place.
He wanted to see who this big shot was.
Wen Shu just finished signing for a reader, shook his sore arm, and continued to smile and say to the next reader: "Hello."
A gentle and modest man behind Wen Shu was a little worried: "How about you take a rest first? You have been signing for three hours and you didn't even have breakfast this morning because of the traffic jam. I'm afraid you can't hold on."
Wen Shu turned to look at his editor Qi Qianchen, motioned him to look at the long queue and the people who kept coming with comic books, and joked: "You see, the enthusiasm of readers can't wait."
"Review your lessons!" Qi Qianchen looked at her disapprovingly.
Qi Qianchen looked at Wen Shu, who was smiling, and suddenly thought of the time when he first met her. In addition to being amazed at her talent in painting, what was even more surprising was that he saw the lingering gloom between her brows, which made him curious and wanted to explore more. After a few years, she was finally worn down by life and became what she is now. But he knew that this was not the real her. Her face was always smiling like a spring breeze, and he could still see the loneliness hidden by her and the irreversible stubbornness.
Wen Shu quickly interrupted and said, "It's okay! It's nothing." As she spoke, she opened the new book and solemnly wrote her name again. After Wen Shu finished writing the last stroke, she looked up again, smiling.
"Big brother, I like you so much!" A little girl with twin ponytails and a cute Lolita-style dress looked at her coquettishly. Wen Shu smiled and replied, "Thank you, you are also very cute. Where is the book?"
"Here!" The little girl took the book out of her arms and handed it to Wen Shu. The moment he saw the book, Wen Shu was stunned!
What the little girl handed over was her opponent’s book – Fanbi!
Shanbi, also known as Xu Zishan, is Wen Shu's recognized rival. The two are painters of the same type and are the signatures of their respective companies. They are both good at depicting characters from small details, and their use of colors is also similar. What's more, their works often collide on the best-selling list, and their fans always argue over who is better. Even if Wen Shu doesn't want to, she is forced to become an enemy of Shanbi.
Wen Shu concealed her surprise and looked up at the little girl. She was still smiling harmlessly, but the provocation in her eyes could not be hidden. She turned around and waved in a certain direction.
Qi Qianchen reacted immediately and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
A group of people appeared out of nowhere and held up several long banners with provocative statements such as "Wenshu get out of the second dimension" and "Wenshu is garbage" written on them.
When the readers of Wenshu saw this, they immediately became angry and rushed up to start arguing with Xu Zishan's fans. The scene was so chaotic that it could not be described.
Qi Qianchen comforted Wen Shu: "I'll take care of it."
Wen Shu nodded, then stared at the little girl and said coldly: "Tell them to stop!"
"What if I don't?" The little girl giggled sweetly. She was not afraid of Wen Shu at all. She quickly took out a plastic bottle from her bag, unscrewed the lid and poured it at Wen Shu. Wen Shu was caught off guard and was splashed. His light-colored clothes were immediately stained with unsightly colors.
Looking at the traces of the drink on her body, Wen Shu felt that the temper that had been suppressed for years was about to explode again. She reached out to catch the culprit, but there was no one there!
Half an hour later, when Wen Shu and Yu Qianlin, who had just taken a shower and whose hair was still wet, sat at opposite ends of the sofa in the hotel room, she was still a little dazed.
I don't know how things turned out like this. The sudden incident during her autograph session attracted onlookers. People seemed to have forgotten their previous purpose and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of her. Some curious people even recorded the video while explaining that it was Yu Qianlin who walked through the crowd like a god and rescued her from her panic.
When she recognized that her benefactor was Yu Qianlin, she was stunned for a full minute.
He is him, and yet not him.
The clearness between his eyebrows was replaced by indifference, his facial features had long been polished to be sharp, his skin was no longer the creamy white of the past, but slightly brown, and his whole person was much colder and harder. The locked arms sent out burning heat and strength, which frightened her. He was also taller, and the shadows on her seemed to contain ice particles, which were about to freeze her bones and blood. When she met his eyes that were brewing with raging anger, she would be incinerated in just a moment.
It's like a world of ice and fire, it's so torturous.
He wanted to run away, but his arms were firmly locked by Yu Qianlin, who said nothing, and he could not break free. He did not dare to look at him again, and Wen Shu was almost forced to cry in the dilemma.
"Where do you want to escape to? Or do you want to stage a bloody drama of mistaking someone for someone else?" Yu Qianlin frowned and looked at her with a cold tone. When he saw the wetness in her eyes, his eyes flashed with a barely perceptible look of heartache. Wen Shu was speechless because of this completely unfamiliar Yu Qianlin, and even forgot to struggle.
Seeing Wen Shu stunned again, Yu Qianlin calmed down and said, "Wen Shu, now that I have found , don't even think about escaping!"
Wen Shu, who was sitting on the sofa, took a hair dryer and used the sound and movement of blowing her hair to cover up her embarrassment. However, thirty seconds later, the hair dryer in her hand was taken away. She hurriedly came to her senses: "I... I can do it myself."
As a result, before she could even touch the hair dryer with her carefully extended hand, she was yelled back, "Shut up!"
She immediately withdrew her hand, sat down obediently and stopped talking. Fortunately, Yu Qianlin was not talkative now. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the "humming" sound of the hair dryer.
Wen Shu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
When she saw Yu Qianlin again, the turmoil in her heart never stopped.
When Yu Qianlin thought about how this person had abandoned him and disappeared for six years without a care in the world, he wanted to cut open her heart to see if she had any conscience! But when he saw her in a daze, letting her long hair drip with water, he couldn't help but blow her dry, like a habit that had penetrated into his bones.
His slender and clean five fingers roamed in Wen Shu's soft long hair, and the depression in his heart was almost completely dissipated because of the man under his command pretending to be well-behaved.
He laughed at himself and accepted his fate!
Stopping what he was doing, Yu Qianlin spoke slowly: "I have been looking for you for a long time. Everyone told me to give up, but I always thought you were just hiding. Fortunately, I found you."
Yu Qianlin's tone was relaxed and familiar, as if the furious person just now was Wen Shu's illusion. Wen Shu's nose was sore, and his heart was tightened by these gentle words.
The three words "Yu Qianlin" rolled over and over on her tongue, burning her so much that she couldn't speak.
Yu Qianlin simply didn't care about Wen Shu's reaction and continued, "Just now when you were taking a shower, I looked you up on the Internet. You're a famous cartoonist. But... you're still as embarrassed as ever."
Although it was clearly a sarcastic remark, Wen Shu missed the point and only heard the word "bath", and the tips of his ears uncontrollably turned pink.
Yu Qianlin naturally did not ignore this cute reaction. Without hesitation, he stretched out two fingers and gently pinched that pink spot.
Wen Shu, who was already tense, couldn't stand it. She jumped up from the sofa, covered her ears with her hands and ran away quickly. The temperature from the palms was almost roasting her!
"Come here." Yu Qianlin waved at her leisurely.
Wen Shu, with a flushed face, would never go over there even if he was beaten to death.
Yu Qianlin put down the hair dryer in his hand and walked slowly towards Wen Shu, forcing Wen Shu to retreat step by step.
The air, which was not calm to begin with, began to become restless and ambiguous.
Soon, Wen Shu was forced into a corner, her nostrils filled with the fresh breath of Yu Qianlin. She lowered her head tightly and clenched her fists nervously, feeling that her brain was severely deprived of oxygen.
Suddenly, she felt a chill between her brows, and her head slowly raised up along with Yu Qianlin's slightly forceful index finger. She finally saw Yu Qianlin's eyes clearly.
Clean yet profound, it draws people in.
"Still want to hide from me?" Yu Qianlin asked.
"No." Wen Shu said this, but she quickly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again. Just at this moment, Wen Shu's phone rang, and she took the opportunity to quickly escape from Yu Qianlin's control.
A minute later, Wen Shu came over apologetically and said, "I have to go."
The call was from Qi Qianchen, urging her to hurry up and meet him.
Yu Qianlin leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, looking at her coldly without making any comment.
Wen Shu had no choice but to pack up his things and tentatively said, "I'm leaving?"
When Wen Shu was taken away by Yu Qianlin in a domineering manner, he looked back and his eyes met Qi Qianchen who was standing far away. His eyes were full of ambiguous undercurrents that made people feel uneasy.
She thought: He must be angry.
Qi Qianchen is both a teacher and a friend to her, and she is actually a little afraid of him deep down.
"You want to leave me behind again and go away?" Yu Qianlin was so angry! This guy didn't even leave a phone number or WeChat! He looked so angry that he couldn't even look calm.
Suddenly, Wen Shu smiled.
From the time she met Yu Qianlin again in the mall until now, she had been looking for his past shadow, but all her attempts ended in failure. Until just now, she seemed to see the boy who loved to puff his hair again.
Even though the man in front of her has grown into an eagle, he is still the boy she has liked for many, many years.
