Ding Mo

He said, "Everyone has judged me guilty, what about you?"
She said, "Maybe."
He laughed, "So what are you going to do?"
She said, "Find evidence, either to clear your name or to catch you, and then wait for you."
He said, "Fine, it's a deal."
The purpose of this blurb is to set the mood, don't be misled. This story is extremely sweet.
A suspense-romance novel, updated with 3000+ words before 8 PM from Monday to Saturday. The author, an old guy, takes a break on Sunday.

If I Am Guilty

In the disarray and filth of the late-night market, they stood before a wooden door, eavesdropping secretly. You Mingxu was adept, her movements precise and professional. Yin Feng, squatting awkwardly, looked resoundingly inept. But at that time, he didn't care, and it seemed she had become used to it. As she listened intently, he watched her, his eyes filled with deep affection and sympathy.


Yin Feng felt a sharp pang in his heart, a mix of sourness and bitterness. He wasn't sure if it was for her or for his past self. Now, he could calmly accept this emotional assault from deep within, even finding a certain pleasure in it.


The pleasure of the sweetness and torment she once brought him.


Somewhat centered, Yin Feng's gaze returned to the woman in the distance and thought - so this was how they used to be together. Facing hardship together, relying on each other for survival.


He was a fool back then, and embarrassingly smitten.


Chapter 201_1