[Updated four times a week, the specific time is uncertain, the author's work schedule has long been rotten to shit, (comment more and you will be randomly dropped by the author to add updates ᗜ֊ᗜ) Modern criminal investigation plot + future micro-fantasy background]
Others set fire to me. It has nothing to do with me while I'm sleeping. I'm hanging on high and just want to survive. She looks like a young lady, but in reality, she's dark inside and will do whatever it takes to achieve profit. A madman attacks me.
Wen Ruiqing x Lu Tongke
Wen Ruiqing was a rigid person and had the habit of writing diaries page by page in sequence, but he did not finish a single diary before his death.
Lu Tongke, who was well aware of his habits, found a poem written on the last page of the diary when packing up his belongings:
He said I was dead and cried while holding my body.
I watched him hold me and bury me in the soil with his own hands.
He said I died and burned paper by the river.
I saw the flames swaying, but his name was on the paper money.
He said I died and a tomb was built.
I touched the engraved words carefully, but there was no name.
I looked back and saw an unnamed cemetery that belonged to him.
He stood in the rain and stared, letting the rain wet him.
He said he deserved to die.
Then, I died.
What is chilling is that this poem was written in the handwriting of the deceased Wen Ruiqing.
(The correct fragment and full version of the one-sentence introduction should be: After sleeping with each other and becoming sworn enemies, you said you loved me?)
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