At a young age, Su Yining is already the top deputy chief forensic examiner at the Forensic Center. Her eyes can make bloodstains speak, and she keeps everyone at arm's length behind a layer of politeness.
She thought there were only two things in this life she could count on: evidence never lies, and the love she had already sentenced to be "over" after that unanswered call on a night eight years ago.
Eight years later, they meet again in Yanchuan. He Yunzhou is now the head of a rescue company, a man who commands any room he enters. But in front of her, this decisive CEO does nothing but place seedless fruit, coffee at just the right temperature, and every thoughtful comfort for the rest of her life within her reach, one by one.
The mirror she thought was broken had never shattered for him. In an old work notebook, its pages worn at the edges, he has recorded bus routes, storefronts, and streets closest to her office. Not a single page says "let go."
He is her dive buddy in the water: he never dives for you or breathes for you. He stays within arm's reach, letting you know someone is there.
The best support isn't dragging someone ashore by force. It's waiting on the surface while she makes her own way up, and waiting for the moment she finally turns around to look at him.
