Adalson and Blair lived in the same housing estate. Wesley just happened to be visiting Adalson today. After he left the house and was in his car, he heard the explosion. Without hesitation, he changed direction and raced toward the source of the sound. That was why Wesley was able to save Blair.
Staring at the bottle of water in Wesley's hand, Blair murmured, "Wesley, am I a murderer?"
'People seem to think he's honest. He won't lie to me, ' she thought.
Wesley was stunned for a moment. 'She knows me?'
He squatted down before her and looked the girl in the eye. If he was his usual self, he would tell her, "You're not a kid. Why didn't you call the police or the fire department? And why did you stay in the house instead of trying to get out?"
However, he couldn't just say that. The girl's parents died in the fire. He had to be a little more sensitive, despite the fact that he didn't quite know how. "Don't blame yourself. The fire was blazing. Even firefighters failed to get inside. You couldn't have done anything."
A smile appeared on Blair's pale face. "Wesley, can you give me a hug?" Her heart was aching fiercely. She desperately wanted someone to hug her and comfort her.
Wesley was at a loss for words. 'Do I look like a kind person?' he asked himself.
However, he sighed in defeat under her hopeful expression. After a moment's pause, he looked around, screwed the cap back on the bottle, put it on the ground and took the girl in his arms.
Blair held his waist and burst out crying. Her waist trembled against his, her body racked by sobs.
Her birthday was in two months, and now she was an orphan.
A year later
At Hillside Apartments
After the moving company dropped off the last piece of furniture, one of the staff told Blair, "It's done, Miss Jing."
Blair, who was unpacking her things in the bedroom, came to the living room to finish things up. "Thank you, guys," she beamed.
"You're welcome, Miss Jing. We're leaving now."
"Okay. Bye!" Blair accompanied them to the door. Before she closed it, she looked at the closed door opposite her apartment and flashed a knowing smile.
Having lived in the Hillside Apartments for half a month, Blair finally saw her new neighbor.
Ding! The elevator came to a halt on the 16th floor. Blair walked out and strolled towards her apartment, humming a song.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a tall figure. Elated, she stopped humming and exclaimed, "Wesley!"
Wesley had just locked the door to his apartment. Upon seeing the girl, he recognized her immediately and nodded at her indifferently. "Hi," he said.
After the accident, he had seen her twice in Adalson's home.
Blair straightened herself and gave him a sweet smile. "Nice to meet you, Officer Li. I'm your new neighbor. I may have to trouble you in the future."
'Trouble me? Another girl trying to hit on me?' he thought to himself. "I'm almost never home. So don't expect too much. Gotta go!" Indifference was written all over his face.
Blair didn't mind his attitude at all—she knew he was a cold man. 'Maybe he'll be nicer after he gets to know me, ' she thought.
Wesley didn't know why, but Blair's simple hello seemed like a magical spell that haunted him.
Whenever he had a free moment, her voice would come unbidden to his mind saying, "Nice to meet you, Officer Li. I'm your new neighbor..."
Maybe Wesley was telling the truth when he said he was seldom home. Blair hadn't seen him for a long time since their last meeting. But fate was amazing. It would eventually bring people together. A
t the beginning of Blair's third year in college, the freshmen were going to have their military training.
Before the military training program even started, a piece of exciting news spread like wildfire across the entire campus.
Wesley and his men would be conducting the training program.
Those freshmen couldn't wait to register even though the new semester was a month away.
In the past, they only had twenty percent enrollment. This year, they had ninety.
Blair, of course, found out before anyone else.
After all, her uncle was Wesley's superior.
And he was not dumb—he knew that she had a crush on Wesley. So he'd help her out when he could.
Of course, her uncle wouldn't tell her anything about Wesley's classified missions. That was strictly prohibited.
On the first day, the playground was packed with people. Other than the freshmen, other students of different grades were there as well. Their goal was simple—to observe Wesley in real life.
Blair was a crazy fan of Wesley, but she chose to stay in her dorm and play on her phone. It was not that she didn't want to meet him. It was hot this summer, and there were so many people on the playground. There was no way he'd be able to spot her in the crowd.
Blair would rather wait until this evening. Her uncle told her Wesley would stay at his own apartment. Wesley's hometown was in A Country, and he lived in Hillside Apartment when he stayed in Y City.
She could see him from time to time.
She would not tell the others about this. Her best friend, Joslyn Zhu, was an exception.
At dusk, Blair and Joslyn Zhu had supper at the school cafeteria. Then they said goodbye to each other. "Joslyn, I'm going back home. You probably need to get back to your dorm," she said.
Joslyn Zhu was playing a game on her phone. Without raising her head, she simply answered, "Okay. Good luck!" Then, she realized something and raised her head to look at Blair. "If he really doesn't like you, why not introduced us?" she said playfully.
Blair fastened her hands around her friend's neck, pretending to strangle her. "Hey! Never mess with your friend's crush!"
"Let me go, Blair! What if I get killled? My teammates will get mad!" She was playing a MOBA game.
Blair let go of her helplessly. "Okay, Okay. Just watch where you are going! Gotta go!"
"All right. Bye Mom!" she teased.
Blair rolled her eyes and left the campus.
After leaving the metro station, she got to her own apartment in two minutes or so. The moment she entered the estate, she saw a military vehicle driving towards the underground parking garage.
She speed up ran as fast as she could. Luckily, she was about to stop the elevator on the first floor in time.
When the doors opened, she saw the man she was expecting to see--- Wesley, who had just emerged from the underground car park.
Gasping for air, she gave him a broad smile and said, "What a coincidence!"
Wesley stared at her face for a few seconds and then nooded his head without saying a word.
Blair was a bit frustrated. 'He's really a man of few words. Fine I'll try and find something interesting to talk about.' However, when she saw her reflection in the wall of the elevator, her eyes widened in shock.
Her hair was a mess. Her face was as red as tomato. The thing that stuck out most was a black mark on her face. She looked down at her hands, and found that her index finger was dirty. She had stained her face when she had adjusted her hair. 'How embarrassing!'