Before Ye Zhiqiu could take out his lantern, Song Yan took a few steps forward and stood right in front of him. However, he didn't dare to get too close and kept a proper distance.
"Are you angry with me because of what happened today?" Song Yan's voice rang out in the quiet night. His voice was not loud, but Ye Zhiqiu heard it clearly.
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. Did this guy come to him at this hour just to ask if he was angry about what happened during the day?
This Song Yan's personality... was really unpredictable.
Although Ye Zhiqiu thought so in his heart, he still maintained his cold expression on his face, and the look in his eyes didn't change a bit.
He reached out and took the lantern hanging on the branch, walked slowly up to Song Yan, and held out the lantern to him. He said in a calm tone, "It's getting late. Director Song should go back. You'll be very busy with the cases these days."
Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's emotionless words, Song Yan somehow firmly believed that Ye Zhiqiu must be angry.
This was the first time he had dealt with an angry person, and he had absolutely no experience. After much thought, he decided to use his own unique way of relieving anger.
So he took a few more steps forward. Ye Zhiqiu looked at Song Yan approaching with a straight face and was a bit puzzled. He had no idea what this guy was up to now.
But he didn't dodge. He just stood there straight and calmly met Song Yan's gaze.
"I'll take Teacher Ye somewhere." Song Yan reached out and grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's wrist, then directly pulled him out. Ye Zhiqiu was completely stunned by this sudden move. For the first time, there was a ripple in his usually calm eyes.
"What are you doing?" Ye Zhiqiu quickly reacted. He reached out and pressed the back of Song Yan's hand that was holding his wrist. His handsome eyebrows frowned tightly, and his tone was colder than before.
Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's expression, Song Yan knew that his previous move was a bit inappropriate. So he let go of Ye Zhiqiu's hand and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.
"I just noticed that Teacher Ye has something on his mind. If it's not resolved, it'll be bad for your health. I have a way to relieve stress. I was so eager to take you there that I forgot to ask for your opinion."
When Song Yan said this, there was a look of embarrassment on his face. He didn't seem to be deliberately trying to upset Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu pulled back his hand and was a bit skeptical of his words.
"Where is it?"
"Come with me and you'll know. I really want to help Teacher Ye relieve his anger."
Hearing the hesitation in Ye Zhiqiu's words, Song Yan quickly explained.
Although his explanation was rather weak.
"Does Director Song know what time it is now?" Ye Zhiqiu really didn't want to agree to this proposal.
It seemed that Song Yan didn't even know what he was angry about. And he came to him in the middle of the night to talk about relieving stress. The best way to relieve his stress would be for Song Yan not to come at all.
Hearing this, Song Yan looked up at the sky. The moonlight was blocked by the clouds. It was really getting late.
"Please accompany me, okay?"
Nevertheless, Song Yan still didn't give up. He launched a follow - up attack.
...
Ye Zhiqiu stood on the racecourse, watching Song Yan galloping on his horse in the distance. He felt that he had made the stupidest decision.
He shouldn't have softened his heart when he saw Song Yan's pitiful and pleading look. Now, standing on the racecourse, he felt incredibly stupid.
Song Yan, who had just finished a lap, rode his horse up to Ye Zhiqiu. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu standing there with his sleeves folded, he dismounted from his horse. "Why didn't Teacher Ye get on the horse?"
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Song Yan asking this question sincerely and almost lost control of his emotions. With a straight face, he said, "I thought Director Song would say something about what happened today, but I was wrong after all."
???
Why? Why did Teacher Ye seem even angrier, and his words were even more prickly?
Song Yan was rarely panicked in this situation.
Whenever he felt frustrated, he would come to the racecourse to race. After sweating profusely, all his troubles would disappear, and he could regain his energy.
But now it seemed that this method didn't work for Ye Zhiqiu.
"You're still brooding over what happened today." Song Yan led the horse to Ye Zhiqiu's side. From Ye Zhiqiu's words, he could understand the reason for his anger.
Although he knew the reason, he didn't want to mention it deliberately.
But now he had to. His voice dropped, "I know you're still angry about this morning. But at that time, I was really confused. The Emperor put pressure on the Investigation Department. As the director, I couldn't let the department be disbanded. So I hesitated."
He paused for a moment, looked up at the scattered stars in the sky, and said in a low voice, "The person who tried to kill you might be backed by a powerful official in the court. Although I don't know why he did it or what his purpose was, the fact that he dared to act without hesitation in Yu Ling and showed no sign of restraint means that he doesn't care about being caught at all."
"It's always too difficult to catch someone who has a powerful backer and leaves no traces. But it's much easier to catch the copycat criminal who appeared this time."
Song Yan paused at this point. He turned his head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu's profile. He didn't know if it was because the wind was too gentle tonight or if he really needed someone to talk to. He poured out all the troubles that had been weighing on his mind for days.
"Teacher Ye, tell me, what should I do?"
Ye Zhiqiu listened quietly to Song Yan's rambling. He wasn't really interested in Song Yan's dilemma. This was Song Yan's business and had nothing to do with him.
The only thing that interested him now was the capture of the criminal.
"So what's Director Song's decision?" Ye Zhiqiu flicked the grass clippings off his robe. He didn't answer Song Yan's question but asked one instead.
The moment Song Yan asked this question, he actually already had a decision in mind. He didn't really want to hear Ye Zhiqiu's answer.
In that case, Ye Zhiqiu didn't need to make a fool of himself. So he said this indifferently.
When Song Yan heard this answer, he actually expected it. Ye Zhiqiu was too rational. It was already a good thing that he didn't interrupt his ranting.
"... I don't know."
Song Yan was silent for a while. After saying this, he even turned back and gave Ye Zhiqiu a smile.
"Alright, it's getting late. Thank you very much, Teacher Ye, for listening to me tonight. I'll take you back."
After ranting, Song Yan felt much better. After leading the horse back to the stable, he said.