Chapter 54

Campus love has a beautiful process, but it is hard to bear abundant fruit.

Some say that love without a material foundation is fragile and can collapse at any moment. Is it destined to break up after graduation?

Han Bo was not willing to give up, and neither was Li Xiaolei. Both of them had the idea of moving to each other's hometown to develop. However, love is not just a matter between two people; it involves two families, including their parents, and the integration of two families.

After much deliberation, this idea was quickly extinguished by the harsh reality. It was too naive, with too many difficulties ahead: family, household registration, work, life...

The two tacitly chose to "surrender." Neither mentioned parting or breaking up, not believing that they were really separating. They didn’t need to express it in words; a single glance was enough to understand each other, a kind of默契 (tacit understanding) between their hearts.

"No crying."

"You can't cry either."

Next Wednesday, she would report to her internship unit. It would be better for her to leave first. At least she wouldn’t have to send him off and then return to Beijing alone with her luggage.

The past four days were the happiest and the most painful days of their lives.

The train was about to arrive. Han Bo felt a mix of emotions, his heart heavy and bitter. He gently wiped away her tears, took out an envelope from his bag, and forced a smile, saying, "Travel well, keep it safe, and don’t lose it. Call me when you get home."

It was thick, no less than ten thousand.

The girls from the capital were content. As they said, there are ways to live with a high salary and ways to live with a low salary. They didn’t place too much importance on money and status, at least relatively speaking. They pursued comfort, sitting rather than standing, lying down rather than sitting.

The girls from the capital also didn’t like to take small advantages, which was very endearing. Small profits and benefits meant little to them, and they wouldn’t go crazy over a few thousand. After all, they had grown up in the capital, where they had seen and used money all their lives...

Li Xiaolei didn’t want to accept such a gift. She tightly held his hand and shook her head.

"I completed the debt collection task with a bonus, over thirty thousand. The good luck is from you, so it should be split evenly."

"These past few years, you’ve paid for everything. Han Bo, don’t do this. I can’t take the money."

"Neither embezzled public funds nor is it our parents' hard-earned money. We earned it together. You forgot, I’m a lawyer, and you’re my secretary. Listen, keep it safe, or I’ll be unhappy."

It was almost time to check in. Many people were watching, and they were pulling and crying, which might make others think badly of them.

His family’s conditions were good, and the accountant had indeed mentioned the bonus that day. Li Xiaolei didn’t want to be so sentimental, so she took it and stuffed it into her bag, tightly hugging his neck and sobbing, "Leaving like this, I’m sure I’ll regret it in the future. Han Bo, give me some courage. Ask me to stay, say it, say it!"

"Graduation is still a long way off. Now it’s just an internship. We’ll talk about it next year."

"Before I graduate, you can’t be like Chen Shimei, and you can’t flirt with others."

"You also have to be faithful and not stray."

"Faithful, and the three obediences and four virtues." Li Xiaolei was amused and chuckled.

She left, tiptoed to kiss him, then checked in with her luggage and disappeared in the crowd.

The most painful thing for a person is parting and death. Han Bo’s heart was torn apart, and he thought of a song by Wu Qilong. He couldn’t remember the title, but the melody was very sad, and the lyrics were fitting.

That day, I saw you off to the end, and we didn’t say a word.

When the crowded platform squeezed the people saying goodbye, it couldn’t squeeze out my deep sorrow.

I know you have a thousand words and a thousand reasons but won’t say them, and you know I’m worried and sad but can’t say it. When you put on your luggage and left that glory behind, I could only keep the tears in my heart, smile, and wave, wishing you a smooth journey...

He hummed, and tears couldn’t help but flow.

He sat alone in the car, singing over and over again. As he sang, his mood gradually improved.

True love includes a sense of compassion. If it ends just like that, it can’t be called love; it’s just a game of emotions or a tool to alleviate loneliness and boredom.

If it’s true love, it can withstand the test of time and distance. The outside world may be exciting and full of temptations, but you should believe in the person you deeply love and believe that effort will bring results. Even if you don’t end up together, this love will become an unforgettable memory.

Education changes destiny, and hard work changes the future.

Listen to Director Hou, work hard, study well, solve a few big cases, get a few degrees, and it’s not impossible to transfer to the capital in the future.

After thinking it through, or perhaps convincing himself, his mood brightened, and the sadness of parting that had lingered for days vanished. The sun seemed to shine brighter. He left the room, put his luggage in the car, and headed directly to the Yangtze River Bridge, crossing the river to Liangzhuang.

He set off at 2:40 PM, and the road was clear. Police cars didn’t need to stop at toll gates, and it took five hours to arrive safely at the police station at 8:27 PM.

"Special Envoy Han, are you hungry? I’ll go get you some food. I just finished washing the dishes, and the food is still hot."

"Section Chief Han, you’re amazing. You got back over two million, including interest. I met Accountant Yan this morning, and he said there’s nothing you can’t do in Jiangcheng!"

"Driving for half a day must be tiring. Special Envoy Han, sit down. I’ll get you some water."

All the colleagues were in the office. Their superior had done a great deed for the town, and they all felt proud and elated.

"Wang Yan, why didn’t you go to Dinghu?" Han Bo put down his bag and slumped onto the sofa, rubbing his legs.

"We just finished."

Wang Yan picked up a work log and reported, "At around 5:36 PM, about 240 meters east of Liuxia River Bridge, a motorcycle hit and ran. It didn’t cross the bridge but ran east. We received the alarm at 5:53 PM. I immediately sent Xiao Dan on a motorcycle to assist in rescuing the injured and collect clues, protect the scene, and wait for the traffic police. I asked Xiao Ren to contact the Dinghu police station to intercept the suspect and call the village leaders to be on the lookout. Then I went to the town broadcaster to launch a political campaign, urging the suspect to surrender through the radio."

Liangzhuang’s main road is the Silian Road. Once the Dinghu police station was on the road, the suspect could only run south or north into the villages. The only advantage of the countryside is that every village has a loudspeaker, and every household has a small radio. When the town announced something, every household could hear it.

The handling was appropriate, and he would have done the same at home.

Han Bo took the cup from Xiao Dan and asked, "What happened next? Did they catch the suspect?"

"He’s from Liangdong Village, 27 years old, and lives nearby. He works at a private company in Liuxia Town and has a driver’s license. His family brought him to surrender, and we handed him over to the traffic police. The victim is from Liuxia, with a broken leg and possibly some broken ribs. Xiao Dan called 120, and the victim was taken to the county hospital for treatment in our Siliang area, which will make future accident handling easier."

Xiao Ren brought the food from the backyard and placed it on the coffee table. Just as he picked up his chopsticks, the newlywed arrived.

His new wife hadn’t returned home late, and he was a bit worried, so he rode his bicycle over to check. The newlywed came to pick up his bride, and they couldn’t let the newlyweds leave without a proper send-off.

After exchanging pleasantries with his colleague’s family, Han Bo smiled and said, "Comrade Wang Yan, this trip to Jiangcheng wasn’t in vain. I got 50,000 yuan in funding, which I’ll keep for now. I’ll give it to you tomorrow to open an account at the credit union and deposit it."

"50,000!"

With the 60,000 yuan sponsorship from the silk company as a base, the bureau was very generous to the Liangzhuang police station, paying full salaries, unlike other units that needed to raise funds. With funding, they could improve the unit and issue overtime pay and bonuses. Wang Yan was visibly pleased.

"Thanks to the construction station. You know, but keep it confidential."

These days, which unit doesn’t need money?

Wang Yan chuckled, "Understood, keep it quiet and make a fortune. I won’t say a word, even if I’m beaten to death."

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PS: The campus love story feels a bit rushed, but the main focus is on the police life, so I can’t deviate too much from the main plot. I’m not good at writing romantic scenes, so for now, it’s like this. There will be ups and downs, and it will develop gradually.