A rollback after death? Then let them offer their loyalty!

Chapter 71 Farewell

The next day, Lin Yu left Su Wan's house in the early morning and went directly to the police station.

He needs to use the last few days to arrange some important matters.

In particular, the potential backlash that may occur in the early stages of the new bill's implementation must be addressed with sufficient contingency plans for Shen Bing and Nightingale.

In the afternoon, he knocked on Shen Bing's office door.

"Enter."

Shen Bing was sitting behind her desk, looking down at the documents.

Today she wore a dark gray business suit, which was well-tailored and accentuated her beautiful figure.

Black stockings encased her long, straight calves, and she wore a pair of black stiletto heels.

Her long hair was neatly pulled back, revealing her fair neck and delicate earlobes.

Hearing footsteps, Shen Bing looked up.

When he saw that it was Lin Yu, his fingers holding the pen tightened almost imperceptibly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by his usual calm.

"Did you receive the notification?" she asked, her voice steady.

"Hmm." Lin Yu walked to the desk.

Shen Bing put down her pen, rubbed her temples, then stood up and walked to the window, her back to Lin Yu.

Her back was straight, but her shoulders seemed more taut than usual.

"Seven days...time flies." Shen Bing looked out the window, her voice somewhat unsteady.

Lin Yu walked to her side and stood beside her: "Jiangcheng is in your hands now."

"I know." Shen Bing turned around to face Lin Yu.

The afternoon sun shone from the side, casting bright and dark shadows on her face.

"You...you must come back." Shen Bing said this very slowly, emphasizing each word.

"You've said that many times." Lin Yu looked into her eyes.

"I can't say it enough." Shen Bing suddenly took a step forward, and the distance between the two instantly shortened.

She raised her hand, grabbed Lin Yu's collar with considerable force, and pulled him towards herself.

Shen Bing tilted her head back, her eyes slightly red. A crack appeared in her usually calm and composed director's mask, revealing the suppressed anxiety and unease beneath.

"Lin Yu, listen to me—" Her voice was very low and trembling:

"If you dare to die out there, I'll—"

Shen Bing stopped mid-sentence.

It's as if they can't find enough harsh and intimidating words to fill this blustering threat.

Lin Yu let her tug at his collar, raised his hand and grasped her clenched, white fingers, his warm palm enveloping her slightly cool fingertips.

"So what if I am?" Lin Yu asked calmly, even with a hint of amusement.

"I just..." Shen Bing gritted her teeth, as if she had finally found a "punishment" that she could bring herself to say:

"I'll come find you, dig up your corpse, and then curse you for three days and three nights!"

Lin Yu looked at her, her eyes red despite her forced fierceness, and chuckled softly, "Okay."

The word "good" was like a needle, gently piercing Shen Bing's carefully constructed aura.

She released her grip on his collar, turned her face away somewhat embarrassedly, and muttered under her breath, "Bastard..."

Lin Yu reached out and wrapped his arms around Shen Bing's waist from behind, pulling her into his embrace.

Shen Bing's body stiffened slightly, and she subconsciously tried to break free, but Lin Yu's arms were strong and his embrace was warm.

The stalemate lasted less than a second before her tense body slowly relaxed. Her back was no longer straight, and she leaned into Lin Yu's arms as if she were exhausted, resting her forehead on his shoulder.

"Lin Yu," Shen Bing called Lin Yu's name in a muffled voice.

"Um?"

"Come back alive." Her voice was soft, like a sigh, or perhaps a prayer:

"I...I need you."

"Know."

"It's not just about needing you to help me manage Jiangcheng." Shen Bing suddenly turned around, grabbed Lin Yu's clothes at the waist with both hands, and forced Lin Yu to look at her.

Her eyes were moist, brimming with clearly visible emotions, which she no longer concealed:

"It's me who needs you, Shen Bing needs Lin Yu, do you understand?"

"clear."

As he finished speaking, Lin Yu lowered his head and kissed Shen Bing's unfinished words.

This kiss was unlike any before; it was no longer teasing, but deeper, more forceful, and possessive.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling, as if trying to deeply etch each other's taste, warmth, and presence into the deepest recesses of their memories.

After a long while, until both of them were somewhat out of breath, they slowly separated.

Shen Bing's lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, and her eyes were glistening with a thin layer of water.

Its usual coldness and sharpness have been blurred by the washing away, revealing an unusual softness.

She was slightly out of breath, looking at Lin Yu who was so close to her.

"Lin Yu..." she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion, "Come to my house tonight... I'll give you..."

"Okay." Lin Yu agreed again, gently wiping Shen Bing's moist lips with his thumb.

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