Bone Painting Coroner

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It was only six years later that the man's familiar handwriting was still imprinted on her mind.

Never forget.

Holding the fan in her hand, she choked with sobs: "Why can't I remember? Even if I want to forget him day and night, forget all about him, either the book or the text, all of them, but... I can't do it at all."

wry smile.

Helpless.

Over the years, she has been studying everywhere, but she just doesn't want to stay in this place with memories.

He even burned all Du Mubai's poems.

So that everything in the past will disappear with the ashes!

But at this time, when I saw Du Mubai's handwriting again, everything was checked out again.

That kind of feeling is more uncomfortable than heartbreaking.

Li Cheng looked at her distressedly.

I don't know what to say in my heart?

Finally, chose silence.

Li Wenshu's slender fingers flicked gently across the fan, touching the writings fainted by the water.

She seemed to feel the undulations on the fingertips of the paper.

As your fingers move slowly—

Her eyes fell on the poem above.

"Qing Yijun came to sleep together."

Read it softly.

Palms tight.

This is a love poem.

The words "Du Mubai" were written abruptly at the place of payment.

"This is..." She looked up and asked Li Cheng, "Where did you get this fan?"

Li Cheng paused and said, "A woman!"

"Who?"

"Su Qiao."

"Su Qiao?" Li Wenshu tried to search for the person's information in her mind, but found nothing, and asked, "Who is she? Why... there is a fan of Mubai?"

Li Cheng: "She was the deceased in the case I was responsible for investigating."

"You mean, the man whose head is in the rock?"

"Ok!"

Li Wenshu frowned, "So this poem..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet-

Li Chengli took over her words: "I think this love poem was written by Du Mubai to Su Qiao."

ridiculous!

how can that be?

Even if it is a love poem, it should be written to her Li Wenshu.

How can it be written to others?

What's more, Du Mubai has only loved one woman in his life, that is Li Wenshu!

"you sure?"

"I... I'm not sure, but if it's written to you, why is it in the hands of other women? As for who this woman is? I don't know yet, but I have already sent someone to Du Mubai's hometown Checked, there should be news soon."

After listening, Li Wenshu had emotions in her heart that she couldn't say.

She slowly put the fan down.

His eyes are light.

It seems a little free.

"Sister?"

"..."

"Along the way, I want to tell you? But I really don't want to hide from you."

"..."

"Sister?"

Li Wenshu's eyes moved: "What's the difference between saying it or not?"

Everyone is dead!

Li Cheng: "I know Sister You can trust Du Mubai, I also believe that he is a dedicated person, but if this poem is really written by him to Su Qiao, then he is deceiving you, you have been for so many years The suffering that came will be in vain."

Very distressed.

Li Wenshu laughed bitterly and took back her tears.

Then pushed the fan in front of him to Li Cheng.

Say: "Take things away."

"Sister..."

"I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Li Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but closed his mouth and left with a fan.

As soon as he left, Li Wenshu closed the door and entered the inner room.

She sat blankly beside the bed for a long time...

Then he reached under the pillow and found something.

That is a piece of ivory!

Very exquisite!

The ivory body is polished very smooth, with a layer of white glaze on it, with an off-white sheen.

This is from Du Mubai to her!

Stay with you all the time.

She remembers...

It was six years ago, and that day was just like today's weather.

There was heavy snow under the sky, and dense snowflakes enveloped the entire Gaoding City.

She was embroidering flowers in the pavilion in the courtyard, and a teenager came towards her.

She kindly called her "Miss Li".

Li Wenshu put down her handkerchief, half embroidered, and looked at the boy.

I saw that the young man was very handsome, revealing the temperament of the scholar, wearing a clean robe, wearing a high bun with a long silver buckle on it, and holding a few books in his hand, exuding a comfortable atmosphere. Because of the heavy snow, the head and shoulders were covered with white snow.

At that time, she was the pearl of Pingyang Hou's palm and the eldest lady of Li House.

Li Mubai is only a student of Fuzhong.

The status of the two is very different!

"How is Du Gongzi coming in such heavy snow today?"

"Did you say you wanted to read Zhang Wensheng's "Cong Ji" last time? I happened to have a few books here, so I brought them to you."

"Oh?" Li Wenshu slightly startled.

Du Mubai put the book in his hand on the stone table and pushed it to her.

Li Wenshu picked up a book and turned it over: "Well, this is the "Cong Ji" I was looking for."

"That's good, you can take a look."

"Thanks, Mr. Du, I will return it to you as soon as I finish reading it."

"No, just look slowly."

Li Wenshu was pleased and accepted the book.

Du Mubai: "Then nothing else, I will go first."

He bowed and turned to leave.

"Wait." Li Wenshu stopped him.

Du Mubai: "What's wrong with Miss Li?"

"Such snow, are you going to go back like this?"

"nothing."

Li Wenshu got up, took the umbrella she set aside and handed him: "Use mine."

"How is this good?"

"You don't have to be polite with me, take it."

Kindness is hard to persuade!

Du Mubai stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the hands of the two accidentally bumped into each other.

Li Wenshu's hands are warm!

Du Mubai's hands are cold!

At that moment, both of them fixed their eyes, and let their hands touch together.

It was not until Li Fu's girl came with a bowl of ginseng soup that interrupted their gaze.

While Du Mubai took the umbrella, something fell out of his sleeve.

"Ding Dong"!

Li Wenshu looked down and immediately picked it up.

Hold it in your hands.

The pair was a very polished ivory.

It is very comfortable to touch in your hand!

So she likes it very much!

Du Mubai smiled and said, "Girl Li gave me an umbrella today. If you like this ivory, I will give it to you."

"How does this work?"

I intend to return.

Du Mubai stopped and said, "Is it disgusting?"

"of course not."

"Then please accept it."

Li Wenshu shuddered.

Sorry.

She later learned that Du Mubai's father left him the ivory.

And in the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

...

At this moment, she touched the ivory in her hand as if it were the first time she touched it.

After a long time, she put the ivory back under the pillow.

Sitting on the bed again.not talking!