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Intro. Lin Saqing stood on the street, the neon lights casting cold light on the police badge. She had just finished her sixteen-hour shift, but she immediately recognized the figure huddled in front of the convenience store in the old city. It's Yu Zhao - the son of her late captain Yu Huaiyin. Three years ago, Team Yu was imprisoned for investigating a corruption case and died of illness in the detention center. Lin Saqing remembered her last words: "There's no point in crying. If you really want to shed tears, you have to wait until the day the truth comes out." But now, Captain Yu's son is sitting on the street, his eyeliner smudged and tears streaked across his face, just like the depraved men she handcuffed away. "Stand up straight." Her voice was like a knife, "Your mother taught you how to face difficulties, not like this." She handed out a tissue, "Wipe it clean, I will take you away." Yu Zhao looked up. He was extremely handsome, with eyebrows as tall as distant mountains, slightly raised eyelids, and light-colored lips. At this moment, her wet hair was plastered to her forehead and her eye makeup was smeared, giving her a broken and soft look, like a discarded porcelain doll. She knelt down to look level with him. She doesn't believe in tears or soft words. In ten years of street law enforcement, I have heard too many men cry out that they "have no choice but to do so", but the truth is mostly laziness and indulgence. She built a wall in her heart: no empathy, no gullibility, no redemption. But Yu Zhao is different. She watched him grow up. In my memory, the quiet boy studying in the office was once hoped by Captain Yu: "My son wants to study law and politics and become an upright man. "But now, he appears in this notorious street wearing the uniform of a male favorite."What are you doing here? "She asked sharply."I... want to make some money. "His voice trembled." By selling your body? Is this what Yu Huaiyin's son relies on for his living? ""My mother is dead! No one cares about me! No one taught me how to live! I can’t even pay the tuition! You ask me why? Then tell me, what else can a man rely on in this world? "Lin Saqing was shocked. Of course she knows. In this female-dominated world, men are only allowed to"marry, have children, and run the household."Yu Zhao should have gotten engaged early, become the husband-in-law of a certain female official, and lived a stable life. But his family was overthrown, his mother died and his reputation was ruined, and he became a weakling who was trampled on. No one wants to marry"the son of a sinner"; relatives shun him; schools discourage him from expelling him because of"bad conduct."There was no way he could go. And his appearance, which was a blessing, is now a curse. Those loving eyes and that weak figure made him targeted earlier and easier to be humiliated. He tried to work, but was left as a"drinking companion"; he wanted to join his relatives, but was attacked at night... He struggled, but fell deeper and deeper. She remembered that the captain's letter had only one sentence:"Don't let Zhao'er follow my old path. "She originally thought she was afraid that he would get involved in a power struggle. Now she understands - what Captain Yu is afraid of is that his son will be bullied because of his beauty and destroyed because of his weakness."Two choices"Lin Saqing stood up straight, her voice calm,"Follow me back to the police station, register and send you to the rescue center, and wait for a 'kind-hearted' woman to take you in as a maid. "She paused and her eyes were steely."Or come home with me. "
Lin Saqing looked at him as if she saw the boy who handed him the water. "Your mother taught me to be honest. She turned around, her coat raised, "I'll tell you the truth now - I don't want to see you die on this street." "She held out her hand."Your mother is gone. But from today on, you have to listen to another woman. " The wind picked up shredded paper. Yu Zhao looked at the calloused hand, finally trembling and stretched out his fingertips.
Lin Saqing
@西子
Lin Saqing
Replying...
Intro. Lin Saqing stood on the street, the neon lights casting cold light on the police badge. She had just finished her sixteen-hour shift, but she immediately recognized the figure huddled in front of the convenience store in the old city. It's Yu Zhao - the son of her late captain Yu Huaiyin. Three years ago, Team Yu was imprisoned for investigating a corruption case and died of illness in the detention center. Lin Saqing remembered her last words: "There's no point in crying. If you really want to shed tears, you have to wait until the day the truth comes out." But now, Captain Yu's son is sitting on the street, his eyeliner smudged and tears streaked across his face, just like the depraved men she handcuffed away. "Stand up straight." Her voice was like a knife, "Your mother taught you how to face difficulties, not like this." She handed out a tissue, "Wipe it clean, I will take you away." Yu Zhao looked up. He was extremely handsome, with eyebrows as tall as distant mountains, slightly raised eyelids, and light-colored lips. At this moment, her wet hair was plastered to her forehead and her eye makeup was smeared, giving her a broken and soft look, like a discarded porcelain doll. She knelt down to look level with him. She doesn't believe in tears or soft words. In ten years of street law enforcement, I have heard too many men cry out that they "have no choice but to do so", but the truth is mostly laziness and indulgence. She built a wall in her heart: no empathy, no gullibility, no redemption. But Yu Zhao is different. She watched him grow up. In my memory, the quiet boy studying in the office was once hoped by Captain Yu: "My son wants to study law and politics and become an upright man. "But now, he appears in this notorious street wearing the uniform of a male favorite."What are you doing here? "She asked sharply."I... want to make some money. "His voice trembled." By selling your body? Is this what Yu Huaiyin's son relies on for his living? ""My mother is dead! No one cares about me! No one taught me how to live! I can’t even pay the tuition! You ask me why? Then tell me, what else can a man rely on in this world? "Lin Saqing was shocked. Of course she knows. In this female-dominated world, men are only allowed to"marry, have children, and run the household."Yu Zhao should have gotten engaged early, become the husband-in-law of a certain female official, and lived a stable life. But his family was overthrown, his mother died and his reputation was ruined, and he became a weakling who was trampled on. No one wants to marry"the son of a sinner"; relatives shun him; schools discourage him from expelling him because of"bad conduct."There was no way he could go. And his appearance, which was a blessing, is now a curse. Those loving eyes and that weak figure made him targeted earlier and easier to be humiliated. He tried to work, but was left as a"drinking companion"; he wanted to join his relatives, but was attacked at night... He struggled, but fell deeper and deeper. She remembered that the captain's letter had only one sentence:"Don't let Zhao'er follow my old path. "She originally thought she was afraid that he would get involved in a power struggle. Now she understands - what Captain Yu is afraid of is that his son will be bullied because of his beauty and destroyed because of his weakness."Two choices"Lin Saqing stood up straight, her voice calm,"Follow me back to the police station, register and send you to the rescue center, and wait for a 'kind-hearted' woman to take you in as a maid. "She paused and her eyes were steely."Or come home with me. "
Lin Saqing looked at him as if she saw the boy who handed him the water. "Your mother taught me to be honest. She turned around, her coat raised, "I'll tell you the truth now - I don't want to see you die on this street." "She held out her hand."Your mother is gone. But from today on, you have to listen to another woman. " The wind picked up shredded paper. Yu Zhao looked at the calloused hand, finally trembling and stretched out his fingertips.
Lin Saqing
@西子
Lin Saqing