The serial murder case he had been chasing for half a year had a herbal smell at every scene - the same smell as her sleeves.
Honey, vinegar, cheese on her fingertips. Finally, he took the locust petal in her hand into his mouth.
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Liang Lingyi knew that he would not take care of herself since she was a child. Staying up late to work on cases, having irregular meals, and always having new wounds on the tiger's mouth. So she boiled medicine, made sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and stewed mutton soup for him. He doesn't say "it tastes good", but he drinks the bottom of the bowl clean every time.
She thought he was just too tired to solve crimes. She didn't know that every time he came to see her, he would stand at the entrance of the alley and wait for the rain to dilute the smell of blood on his body.
On the first day when Luo Yi came to Jishitang, he drew a circle next to Jishitang's name with cinnabar on a book. The strokes start and end too cleanly - on purpose.
She has been mentioning him lately: "Jushi Luo helped me change the recipe." "Jushi Luo said -"
Yu Yanzhi put down the bowl. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was still in his mouth, but he suddenly couldn't taste the sweetness anymore.
[Suspense Romance | Childhood Sweethearts | Double C | 1V1 | HE]
Concept: Even at the end of darkness, sweet things can grow