Murder Case Pursuit

“I love you.”

Xiang Tiancai held Ge Shiyi tightly, speaking in a tender Wu dialect, his gaze full of longing. Ge Shiyi held him too, his eyes brimming with affection like the last light of sunset, reflecting only Xiang Tiancai's shadow.

A sharp blade gleamed as it pierced Ge Shiyi's body. A trace of sorrow and coldness mingled with Xiang Tiancai's smile. Ge Shiyi's pupils suddenly widened as he stared at him in horror.

“But I hate you even more,” Xiang Tiancai said coldly.