[Ancient Proverbs, Suspense, Detective, Funny]
The calm, self-possessed and gentle heroine Wen Lan x the sinister, arrogant and sultry male protagonist Shen Jin
In the teahouse, the storyteller told the story of a female general, the regent, and their friends who solved cases one after another in order to get the cause of an incident and finally learned the truth...
Snow began to fall on the battlefield filled with flames, as if God was cheering for their victory, but a man who had been stabbed several times in the abdomen and back was kneeling on the snow. He was facing Yi Ju's body that had long been without warmth. The man lowered his head and slowly raised his hand to caress her face and murmured. His fingertips gently lifted the wet hair and tucked it behind her ears. The blood in his hands dripped on the snow like snowy plums in winter. His eyes were filled with tears, and the crystal tears slid down his cheeks. He turned his head and looked at the battlefield littered with corpses. He held the corpse and smiled bitterly.
"Alan, I won..."
Just after he finished speaking, he intertwined his fingers with those cold hands and slowly closed his eyes. The snow was falling heavily.
[The author has something to say: I just wrote it for fun, using the writing style of primary school students. If there is anything wrong, please let me know in time. If there are any similarities, it is purely accidental. ]
Purpose: Break traditional concepts and achieve self-growth
