The next day, I applied for a leave of absence to the counselor.

One year off.

The reason is because of Qiqi.

The counselor sighed, he had been young once too, naturally understanding the pain of losing a loved one.

He approved my leave.

I registered as a driver for Didi Chuxing.

Didi Chuxing requires at least three years of driving experience. When I registered, I sought help from an intermediary and easily succeeded in registering.

Every day, I drove around within a ten-square-kilometer radius.

Seven consecutive days, every day like this.

Unlike other Didi drivers.

They have fixed work and rest times every day.

But for seven consecutive days, I stayed in the car every day.

When I was too tired, I would park the car on the side of the road, rest my head on the steering wheel for an hour or two.

This is also part of my plan.

Very tired.

Fortunately, I am only twenty-one years old, still young.

My body can handle it.

It's worth it to avenge Qiqi.

On the seventh night.

In the rearview mirror of the car, I saw my sunken cheeks, dark circles under my eyes, and messy hair.

I smiled.

I knew that next, it would be time for my revenge.

I closed my eyes and silently recalled Qiqi's appearance.

Her every expression, every detail of her.

How we walked hand in hand on the campus tree-lined road; our first time holding hands; our first kiss; our romantic moments of "arising from emotion, stopping at propriety"...

And...

Her lying motionless in a pool of blood...

My eyes suddenly became a little moist.

I lit a cigarette.

"Qiqi, where are you? Gangzi misses you so much..."

I extinguished the cigarette butt.

Started the car, driving around near the bar where the tattooed guy worked...