Intensive Interrogation

Scratching his rear, Lin Yu walked along the sparsely populated night street, feeling quite uncomfortable in his heart for a moment.

Damn it.

Why did he feel like some bastard on his way to have an affair?

Coaxing his pregnant wife to sleep at home, then sneaking out to see his mistress...

...

Uh...

That didn't seem quite right.

Lin Yu smacked his lips a couple of times.

If he really had to put it that way.

He should be saying that he coaxed Xiao Wu to sleep, and was now sneaking out to see Xiao Si.

At this thought, Lin Yu couldn't help but raise a hand to his forehead, letting out a heavy sigh.

Oh, Lin Yu.

How on earth did you mess things up to this point?

In a way, you're quite the piece of work.

Dropping his hand and shoving it into his pocket, Lin Yu kept walking forward.

There was nothing he could do.

Things were already like this.

So be it.

Right now, Lin Yu only hoped for one thing.

That everything would just stay as it was.

And no more unexpected drama would pop up.

Taking out his phone, he glanced at the address Qing Mo had sent him, feeling momentarily puzzled.

It seemed Qing Mo had changed her tune.

The address she sent wasn't some luxury hotel, but a random cafe.

Was she playing it this tame now?

That couldn't be right.

Lin Yu rubbed his chin.

Thinking back to earlier in the day, she hadn't been like this at all.

She was in such a rush she almost wanted to do it right there in the car.

Hmm...

Then again, could she have suddenly gone crazy and wanted to play something even more thrilling?

He thought about it.

Lin Yu figured that given Qing Mo's personality, she probably wouldn't go that crazy.

But it wasn't completely impossible either!

Forget it.

He would just deal with whatever came his way.

He'd find out once he got there.

Lin Yu put his phone away and continued toward the address Qing Mo had sent.

Following the navigation, Lin Yu navigated through winding paths, venturing into increasingly remote and dark areas.

Arriving at the bottom of the destination building, Lin Yu stared at the stairwell, where even the lights gave off a creepy, dim vibe. For a moment, he didn't know if he should go in.

To be honest.

If Lin Yu were a timid young girl.

He would have turned around and left a long time ago.

Let alone whether his safety could be guaranteed here, even his life seemed to be hanging in the balance!

But considering he was a grown man who wouldn't lose out no matter what kind of roleplay was involved, Lin Yu rubbed his nose and stepped inside anyway.

Walking up the stairs, looking at the mottled walls with large patches of peeling paint, Lin Yu braced himself and kept climbing.

It wasn't until he reached the top floor and saw warm yellow lights and ample signs of human activity that Lin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking closely, Lin Yu realized that this place really was a cafe.

It had two floors in total.

One floor was on the top level of the building, but due to space constraints, it felt very cramped and a bit oppressive to stay in.

The other floor was on the rooftop.

Not seeing Qing Mo on the top floor, Lin Yu knew she had to be on the rooftop.

Ordering a cup of coffee and a small slice of cake, Lin Yu made his way up to the roof.

Originally, Lin Yu had no expectations for the view from this place.

The location was remote, the decor was mediocre, and everything screamed cheap and stingy.

What could possibly stand out?

But the moment he stepped onto the rooftop, when a cool breeze that didn't belong to summer blew past, Lin Yu felt incredibly refreshed.

The rooftop area wasn't large, with only two rows of tables and chairs and an empty path for people to walk.

The lighting was provided by a few light strips tucked into the corners at his feet and tied around the table legs.

The light from the strips was a warm yellow, but not very bright.

It felt quite like being in a bar; you had to focus a bit to see people's faces clearly.

However, finding Qing Mo didn't require that much effort.

She could just sit there with nothing, and even without that face, her unique aura was an absolute one-of-a-kind magnet for attention.

Where did you find this place?

Lin Yu sat down across from Qing Mo, looking around curiously, growing to like it more and more.

Although the building beneath their feet wasn't the tallest in the area, it was certainly one of them.

The view here was very open, and you could even see the glowing, famous landmark unique to City N not too far away.

And because there were no particularly strong light sources around this building, sitting here felt like sitting in a grassy field filled with dancing fireflies.

The light sources nearby weren't strong, but they were enough to make one feel at ease, to the point where even the surrounding darkness exuded a peaceful tranquility.

The glowing city landmark in the distance looked like a yellow moon resting on the ground.

Paired with the slightly cool night breeze in the dead of the night.

It gave Lin Yu an absolutely fantastic feeling.

Do you like it?

Qing Mo rested her elbows on the table, tilting her head as she looked at Lin Yu and asked.

Lin Yu looked at the surroundings and nodded deeply, saying:

It's really quite nice.

Hearing this, Qing Mo also nodded. In the night air, her voice sounded faint and cool as she said:

Mhm.

It seems Tang Manman was right.

She really does know you well.

???

Three question marks popped up over Lin Yu's head.

Tang Manman found this place?

No.

Wait.

Why did Qing Mo's words carry a faint hint of sourness?

Pulling his gaze back to look at Qing Mo, Lin Yu realized that she actually seemed a bit unhappy.

Lin Yu immediately changed seats, sitting next to Qing Mo. He pulled her into his arms and said casually:

Oh, come on.

What's all this about knowing me well?

We're all one family.

Qing Mo didn't refute Lin Yu's comment, which would have sounded incredibly shameless to anyone else.

She just obediently yielded to Lin Yu, letting him hold her as she leaned softly against his chest.

The cool night breeze rustled the mid-length blond hair on Lin Yu's head, sweeping away the stifling summer heat clinging to his scalp.

Looking at the city landmark with its river of traffic in the distance, holding the soft body in his arms, and smelling the fragrance on Qing Mo.

In this moment.

Lin Yu suddenly felt as if the word happiness had materialized right in front of him.

Right!

This time, Lin Yu finally remembered the question he had always wanted to ask Qing Mo, but always ended up forgetting.

Today, Lin Yu planned to get his answer right here.

Looking down at the person in his arms, Lin Yu asked:

Qing Mo, that winter.

Where exactly were you trying to drive me to?

Qing Mo's long, curled eyelashes suddenly fluttered.

Her lips twitched slightly, looking as if she wanted to smile but was holding it back.

I'm not telling you.

Qing Mo said with a touch of playfulness in her tone.

Oh, come on.

Just tell me.

We're practically an old married couple.

What is there that you can't say?

Lin Yu pressed on, continuing to ask.

Qing Mo's eyes, softened by the surrounding warm yellow light, darkened gently.

After a moment, she spoke in a coy voice:

I'm just not going to tell.

Fine.

Lin Yu could see it now.

This girl Qing Mo was just asking for an interrogation.

Tonight, if I don't force the answer to this question out of her, I'm not going to sleep!

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