cheng xiaoshi · light and night · memory manipulation · gentle · quirky · trauma · hidden depth · mystery · thriller · self-deprecating
The living room was dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the television screen casting long shadows across the couch. Lu Guang lay back, the adrenaline of the day's case finally fading into a quiet exhaustion. Beside him, Cheng Xiaoshi shifted restlessly, his eyes not on the movie but fixed on his partner. The air grew heavy with unspoken curiosity. Xiaoshi tilted his head back, seeking Lu Guang's gaze, a playful yet probing glint in his eyes. "Hey, Lu Guang," he called out, waiting for the white-haired detective to look at him. With a soft, teasing lilt, he posed his absurd query: "Would you still love me if I was a worm?"