Bright sunlight poured over the entrance to Guangshen Police Academy. A brand-new BMW sat parked by the roadside, its bodywork reflecting the light in a dazzling glare. A young woman in an elegant dress stepped out. Her skin was as fair as snow, her features striking, and her long, wavy hair fell casually over her shoulders. Now she stood with her chin raised, impatience written all over her face. A hint of disdain mingled with her gaze as she stared straight at Zhou Yang and said firmly, “We should break up. I can't see any kind of good life with you. Every day, we're scraping by, and I've had enough!”
Zhou Yang wore the crisp uniform of the police academy, standing as straight as a poplar tree. The two chevrons on his shoulder straps marked him as a cadet. He was a full 185 centimeters tall, and his broad shoulders filled out his uniform, giving him a heroic air. A criminal investigation student nearing graduation, Zhou Yang should have been looking forward to the future. Instead, this sudden turn of events left him completely bewildered.
Zhou Yang stared at the woman, his eyes full of confusion and uncertainty. His mind went blank, as if someone had clobbered him over the head. His thoughts drifted involuntarily. He clearly remembered leading his team in a full-scale pursuit of a vicious criminal gang, the fierce clash still vivid in his mind. How had he suddenly ended up here? Could it be…? An unbelievable thought rose in his mind: Had he transmigrated through time?
As he stood there in a daze, a flood of memories surged into his mind…
Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
