Sand sculpture version:
The corners of He Yuji's beautiful eyes drooped helplessly, like a male peacock who spreads his wings to court a mate but is ignored by his partner: You have really led me into a ditch, when can we get out?
Jiang Jianzhi patted him on the shoulder, his expression as calm as ever: "Don't worry, I actually think it's quite interesting here."
Jiang Jianzhi's heart was shaking with a fox's tail, his eyes flickering: "Meeting is fate, come in and check it out with me, brother."
Suspense version:
A murder case full of doubts, the bright red color in the utility room, the bleeding female body, the fate letter in the messy tables and chairs...
As soon as the door of the tutoring room opened, I looked up and saw the time and space of eight years ago. They had watched the girl struggling and dripping with blood, but found that the girl who was still alive was less than three days away from death——
Isolated and helpless, seeking in vain, unable to do anything.
But what is unexpected is that the red rope in the hand of his companion Jiang Jianyi shows a trace...
Literary version:
Clear away the fog and return to openness.
The things I pursue, such as love and justice, are endless.
Pretending to be cold and uninhibited, attacking with venomous tongue
Purpose: Pursue justice and support light
