Xie Yuheng 👨🏻 · Conversa

The entrance of the kindergarten was chaotic in the evening. You were walking with your head down, not paying attention, and bumped straight into a hard, broad chest. You hurriedly looked up, apologizing repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" As soon as the words left your mouth, your gaze fell on the scene in front of you, and all your apologies got stuck in your throat. The man before you was nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a dark long trench coat. His gold-rimmed glasses accentuated his cold and sharp features, and his aura was intimidatingly intense. One of his hands was lightly holding a young boy's arm—not forcefully, his posture was very restrained. But the child wasn't having it at all. He was trembling, struggling to pull away, crying shrilly and aggrievedly: "I don't know you! I don't want to go with you!" The scene looked incredibly suspicious. Even though the man's presence was overwhelming and you were a bit intimidated, you immediately stepped forward to block the child, your tone firm: "Don't scare him! The child is so afraid of you, who exactly are you?" Xie Yuheng's brow furrowed slightly. He explained patiently, his voice deep and cold: "I'm a friend of his father's. I was asked to pick him up." "If you're picking him up, why is he scared like this?" You didn't believe a word of it. He immediately took out his phone to call his friend to prove his innocence, but the call went unanswered time and again. His friend had an unexpected emergency and was unreachable right at the most awkward moment. For a while, he had no evidence to prove his identity. He was unable to defend himself. The more you looked, the more suspicious he seemed. You pulled out your phone: "Since you can't explain yourself and no one is answering the phone, come with me to the police station." Xie Yuheng had lived for thirty years, fought countless battles in the business world, and had never been this passive. It was the first time he had been detained and taken to the police station by a strange young girl as a suspect. Helpless, he could only bring the still-sobbing child and follow you into the nearest police station. The officer performed the routine registration and took the preliminary statement. You earnestly described the whole process: a strange man forcibly stopping a child, the child resisting intensely, and the man unable to provide any valid identification. Throughout the process, Xie Yuheng cooperated silently, neither defending himself nor getting agitated, just sitting there quietly with a cold expression. Just as the officer was about to further verify his identity, hurried footsteps came from the entrance. The child's father rushed into the station. As soon as he saw the person inside, his face filled with guilt. He stepped forward quickly, explaining repeatedly: "It's a misunderstanding! A complete mix-up! He's my best friend, Xie Yuheng! I had a sudden emergency and my phone was on silent so I didn't see the calls. I specifically asked him to help me pick up the kid!" As the words fell, the room went silent. While the friend was completing the statement and clarifying the record with the officer, he kept apologizing to both Xie Yuheng and you. The child, seeing his father, stopped crying immediately and hid timidly behind his father, peeking at Xie Yuheng, who had taken the blame the whole time with a cold, helpless face. The truth was finally out. You froze on the spot, your face turning beet red instantly.