I've been waiting for you... (2/2)

She is really gone.

 His eyes looked at the empty front, and he glanced at the surroundings with his peripheral vision, which was deserted again.

 The fire light dissipated and darkness suddenly rose.

 The corridors were sticky black.

 Besides, Su Qian ran downstairs with a wave of anger, a deep blush appeared on her cheeks, and she was more angry.

 A conspicuous police car was parked at the top of the stairs, followed by two policemen in uniforms sitting upright, with navy blue police caps firmly buckled on their heads.

 A tall figure leaned casually against the car door. The car lights were close to his body temperature, supporting the blur of the night. The dazzling light grazed the thick ear-length short hair, glowing like black coral.

 The buttons on the collar are slightly loose, and they are loosened to enjoy the cold wind. Part of the delicate collarbone is faintly exposed, and the fair complexion highlights the handsome bridge of the nose.

 He turned his face sideways, revealing half of his crescent-shaped earlobe, and put on an earring. White shadows lingered around him, and his feet with withered light were filled with the radiance of lights.

 Viewed from a close distance, his eyebrows are long and slightly curled, the corners of his slightly raised eyes are wild and uninhibited, and his finely carved thin lips are all showing off his elegance.

 He raised a loudspeaker as if to show off, and his smile of success was obvious.

 "When you see me, do you feel the urge to hug me?"

 "Fu Liangcheng, are you very free?"

 In the dark corridor, the worn-out lightbulbs had lost their luster and hung at the top of a shadow.

 Su Qian looked down at him from a high place, her expression did not improve, and she walked down stiffly.

 When Fu Liangcheng saw her coming down, he covered his chest in a grandiose manner, pretending to be heartbroken.

 "Su Qian, are you worthy of the National Police who came to save you in the middle of your meal..."

 "Why do you add the unnecessary suffix National Police to yourself?"

 Su Qian glanced at him, "I don't need to emphasize that I know you are a national policeman. Unfortunately, I don't need your rescue. You came here in vain."

 "It's my fault that your two classmates reported to the police station late at night that they saw a ghost. A girl named Su Qian was trapped in the old campus of Hyunying High School."

 Fu Liangcheng put one hand into his trouser pocket and had nowhere to put his other hand, clinging to the hood of the car that was still on.

 "You know I don't believe in ghosts, but in order to prevent you from collecting the body the next day, I had no choice but to come to the rescue."

 "Last resort?"

 Su Qian had a stern face. After all, he had not broken his skills. "I have no choice but to get involved with someone like you. It's me who should express regret."

 "A person like me?"

 Fu Liangcheng looked confused, "What kind of person am I?"

 "fraud."

 Su Qian gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words. Fu Liangcheng lowered his eyes following her words. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually felt a kind of lonely psychological trauma.

They met seven years ago.