The Bold Ghost

. Shiyuan has seen Zhou Fusheng three times in all. The first time was at the scene of a double suicide in a bathroom. Zhou Fusheng sat on the sofa, smoking one cigarette after another as if no one else were there. His indifferent attitude made him look more like the culprit than the culprit himself. The second time was at the scene of a group brawl. Zhou Fusheng, covered in blood, sat on an overturned trash can, grinning in a nasty, obnoxious way, as if he were the MVP of the whole affair. The third time was by the sea, at the scene of Zhou Fusheng's suicide. It was only after dragging Zhou Fusheng out of the water and onto shore that Shiyuan understood what Zhou Fusheng had meant when they first met: “People who kill themselves are all gutsy cowards. If I could, I'd like to be a gutsy coward just once, too.” Later, at their fourth meeting, Shiyuan cornered Zhou Fusheng in an alley. They were practically strangers, so there wasn't much they could say to each other. Yet Shiyuan gripped his wrist, looked straight into his eyes, and asked: “We've met many times already, haven't we?” Zhou Fusheng couldn't answer, because until then, it had been a secret he alone could never speak of. A grudge-holding fake tough guy and a stubborn real cop. Also known as: “When the Fake Becomes Real and the Real Turns False: I Fell in Love with Someone I Didn't Know.” One-on-one, happy ending. A few things to know before reading: 1. This story follows two timelines in parallel, one new and one old. They don't intersect, and the story is easy to follow. 2. The plot takes center stage, and the romance comes together in the middle and later parts. Early on, the characters mostly interact from afar, each passing through the other's world. ·, · P.S. The two of them are very considerate. One tells his story, then the other tells his. I frantically take notes while they sit beside me munching on sunflower seeds, showing an extraordinary tolerance for my writing... Honestly, I'm deeply moved. P.P.S. This is all made up and wildly exaggerated. It's so ridiculous that Brother Shengsheng ends up leaning over my ear in the middle of the night, reciting the sixteen Core Socialist Values. Mm, his face is very red, red to the core. . Theme: Justice is immortal.