Night and White Bird

On the coffee table, the wedding schedule that the two families had just finalized was still spread out. Seven days ago, Inspector Shen Qingrang of the White Crow Crime Team patted his prospective son-in-law on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Come back for dinner more often." Jiang Jinhan had already regarded Shen Qichi as his own daughter-in-law and was even buying a dowry. No one thought that this long-awaited marriage would come to an abrupt end on the seventh day after the engagement. Lu Zhaoye stood in the center of the living room, not looking at the schedule, only looking at Shen Qichi. Having been childhood sweethearts for twenty years, she was familiar with every change in his eyes - but at this moment, it was an unfamiliar determination. "My father is the night." Chen Qichi's knuckles holding the cup turned white. The Lu Zhaoye she knew was the boy who chased after him and called "Sister Qichi", and he was the fiancé recognized by both families. "I understand. So you want to go back?" Tacit understanding has become the sharpest knife. Chen Qichi's eyes were red and he suddenly smiled: "You go. If you leave, don't come back." This is the worst form of retention. She understood that her "don't come back" meant "stay", and so did he. "…Okay." He accepted her request to stay and confirmed his departure. Since I have to leave, since I can't give a future, I will blame the most unsolvable identity. "Why?" Her voice was trembling, tears streaming down her face, "Just because I'm White Bird's daughter?" Lu Zhaoye put his hand on the doorknob and paused for a long time: "Because I am the son of the dark night." He forcibly separated them with their identities - so forcefully that even he himself did not believe it. The door opened and closed again. Shen Qi sat on the ground with his back against the cold door. The engagement ring on her ring finger glowed coldly in the dim light. She didn't cry out - growing up together, he hated hearing her cry the most.