Overly Intense [Criminal Investigation] 117

Chapter 117: I Really Haven’t Showered

Shen Yiyi’s cheeks were scorching hot.

She was not interested in the profession of a forensic pathologist. If there were no murder cases, she might also be free and invincible.

“Who would want to be a mysophobe?!”

She pinched Qin Luo’s chin. When she raised her hand, her shirt shrunk slightly, revealing the dry skin on her forearm. It was the mark left by washing her hands countless times without having time to apply lotion, an incurable disease that she could not get rid of in her lifetime.

Who would like mysophobia?

Qin Luo did not know.

The suffering of compulsion was not the behavior itself, but the fact that she knew that mysophobia was meaningless, but she could not control it. Her logic was hooked by the shadow, her reason struggled, but her instinct was dragging her down.

It was not her hands that were not clean, but the feeling.

Walking into a public environment was like walking into a battlefield. Every step was a struggle to endure the discomfort. It was really difficult for her to truly relax. Even lying in bed was like a cleaning task. Losing a bottle of alcohol was more terrifying than losing her phone. She would rather suffocate than to go to the toilet in a public environment. She had bleached her police uniform countless times, and it was very troublesome to apply for a new set. The police security department was unwilling to accept her replacement application.

“Do you think I want to have mysophobia? Do you think I haven’t seen a doctor?”
“Do you understand that a mysophobe who becomes a forensic pathologist wants to die even more?”

She had never told anyone how much she hated this job, the difficult and unreasonable family members, a group of academic cliques but incompetent and foolish leaders, the subordinates who could not speak well and could not understand, and the fact that a single tiny value in a report could change the direction of the entire case. The pressure was high, the salary was low. Every time she walked into a scene, the first thing she looked at was not the body, but which local police officer was not wearing shoe covers, which member of the public had helped to cover the body with a piece of clothing. A forensic pathologist was looking for order in disorder. She now hated order the most. She had lost her mind.

It took a lot of courage to talk about the unbearable things in her heart, especially in front of the person who saw her as a white moonlight.

“It’s really hard to maintain my self-esteem. It’s very tiring.” Shen Yiyi’s strength gave out, and her hand slowly fell. She thought that the eighteen-year-old Qin Luo might understand her now. She did not dare to accept gifts, not even an orange. She sat in the back seat very reservedly, and would not even say thank you out loud.

“I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“It’s been sixteen years, and it seems that nothing has changed, like a glass of plain water, one after another.”
“I hate failure.”

The elevator doors opened. The first time she had seen Qin Luo, she had not recognized her. The second time, she had been unwilling to recognize her. It was just that the shadow had flashed, and she had had to accept reality, had been forced into a cycle, and had had to bow her head.

Qin Luo could not bear to see Shen Yiyi discouraged. Her hands were on her waist again. “I’m not disappointed.”

“You are.”

Shen Yiyi thought of that day at the reading group, when she had been afraid of seeing her and had hidden in the restroom, and had silently stood in the back row, listening to Guo Rui speak. They had all thought that as long as she had applauded for Qin Luo, Qin Luo would have let go of all this. Qin Luo had become a new pride, the focus of thousands of people, and had the ability to pick up the paper-cutting knife for her. And she had become a bitter tailor of life, holding on to the case and not letting go, not daring to stop working, and even turning a blind eye to whether her father was doing well or not.

She didn’t even dare to guess what Qin Luo still liked about her. Did she like her stubbornness? Or her darkness, her dullness, her lack of vitality? Qin Luo should not tolerate these things unconditionally. She deserved better.

So—

“I’m also afraid.”

The fantasies of adolescence were like earthworms, wriggling in her dreams, very strange.

The peak, the trophy, and the goal had disappeared with the shadow in her dream. The fear had gradually become white-hot. If she did not run away, she would fall in.

Just like now.

Shen Yiyi’s face was in Qin Luo’s. “I didn’t like this feeling of gain and loss in high school. I would have nightmares when I slept, and I would daydream in class. I would also be sad.”

Qin Luo’s heart was being pressed and ground, not piercing, but a dull scraping past her throat, the pain tying a knot in her body.

Yes, she had had a smooth sailing for sixteen years and had already blurred the fact that she had also been timid, had had low self-esteem, and had hated her flaws being seen by others.

Qin Luo’s heart softened. She was coaxed by Shen Yiyi’s few words. The hand that was holding her was unwilling to let go, and she gently patted her back, comforting her, “It’s okay now.”

“It’s not.”

Shen Yiyi said, “You don’t like me anymore.”

“… ”

It had come back to this again.

She asked, “Really?”

“I do.”

Qin Luo tightened her grip on her arms, encircling her body, and buried her head deep in Shen Yiyi’s collar. The black T-shirt had been washed too many times, and her collarbone was exposed. Their skin was touching, and no matter how hard she tried, it was not enough. She liked the smell of the ends of her hair.

Not strong, not stagnant, dry and crisp. The faint scent of pine seemed to be able to find late autumn. Even if it was stained with sweat and tears, Qin Luo treasured it. She did not understand why her lover was so cautious and clear. She would rather love wrongly than to have at least been hugged.

“How could I not like you?”

Shen Yiyi’s waist was very sore. She was not used to her own softness. It was only because Qin Luo was holding her so tightly that she realized that a strained lumbar muscle was such a painful realization.

And she also found that not only her ears were sensitive, but her waist was also a little…

It was rare for Shen Yiyi to be so soft and quiet, not to say anything annoying, not to play the silent game, not to disappear in the blink of an eye, not to hit or curse, and certainly not like a stubborn donkey. Qin Luo still wanted to tighten this distance, so she rested her chin in the crook of her neck, her nose touching the fine hairs on the back of her neck. “You used to be a top student, smart and calm, the focus of everyone, with a bright future. At that time, I was thinking, how hard do I have to work to make you like me? So it’s only natural that you don’t like me. In these past few years, whenever I appear in the public eye, I will think, you won’t see me, will you read my books, will you watch my position, will you search for my name online? If we suddenly run into each other, will you regret not having walked through our youth with me, regret running away?”

Later, when she had seen Shen Yiyi’s name on the list, her winning momentum had soared. She had wanted to press on and take her as a trophy of her youth.

“The feeling of being abandoned for the second time is too terrible.” As Qin Luo spoke, her eyes also reddened. “The sense of security I had built up with my career was shattered by a single sentence from you. I thought, no matter what class I’m in, what achievements I have, you won’t give me a second glance. It’s probably because I don’t deserve the right to be loved.”

Shen Yiyi’s returning embrace climbed up to her neck, and she touched her to comfort her, but she could not say any comforting words.

“It’s so hard.”

It was really hard to make a cold and indifferent person fall in love with her. Qin Luo often couldn’t tell if she loved this goal or this person. But when she held Shen Yiyi tightly, she could lean on her softly, support her in her failure, and her ideals would become particularly clear.

“Maybe it’s because I didn’t get it easily since I was a child, so I’m particularly easy to compromise. I understand that it takes a lot of sacrifice to get love. You’re healthy, beautiful, you have a career you want to pursue, and you’ll be fine without me. I’m not the only one, nor am I the standard for you to choose a partner. I don’t have mysophobia, and even if we live together, I’ll annoy you. So it doesn’t matter if I hit a wall with you. It’s okay to suffer a little.”

“Suffer?”

Shen Yiyi forced a smile. “Qin Luo, it’s only been three months. What have you suffered?”

“The back and forth with me, the sleepless nights.” Qin Luo looked up and straightened her back, her hand on her waist, and looked at Shen Yiyi. “The pain of not being your first love, the pain of not contacting me once in sixteen years, the pain of breaking up just like that.”

Qin Luo finally did not press on her shoulder. Shen Yiyi rubbed her waist, her eyes full of confusion. “Is this suffering?”

…

Qin Luo’s eyes were dark for a long time. “You clearly haven’t read the letters I wrote. Give them back to me.”

“No!”

Shen Yiyi had gotten a positive answer from Qin Luo, and her heart had stabilized, and her emotions had gradually recovered. She had begun to react to the pain in her body. For example, the tears that had dried on her face were stinging, and her butt and also hurt from kneeling for a long time.

She was about to get up, but she was grabbed by the wrist and held behind her back.

“What are you going to do?”

“Didn’t I just say? I’m going to take a shower.”

Qin Luo was not satisfied. She had just poured her heart out, and Shen Yiyi had just patted the back of her head. She also wanted a response, wanted the other to love her as much as she loved her. And just now, Shen Yiyi had gone crazy, and she was so angry that she hadn’t even enjoyed the kiss.

She didn’t want Shen Yiyi to take a shower. It was also cute to be stinky. A mysophobe might get better if they got used to being dirty. So Qin Luo’s face leaned forward, their noses touching, and she rubbed against her, so ambiguous.

“I didn’t hear what I wanted to hear.”

Her breath was on her face. Shen Yiyi was ticklish.

Subconsciously,

She shrank her neck. “What do you want to hear?”

She still wouldn’t say she loved her. Then she would listen to something else.

Qin Luo lowered her head and held Shen Yiyi’s lips in her mouth. The deep kiss was rekindled. The touch of their tongues was intertwined with their breaths. Perhaps she had been bitten, and Shen Yiyi had let out a very light “mm.”

She did not like Shen Yiyi’s hard shell. Even when she had just cried, she had cried with a sense of righteousness. But Qin Luo also liked her unyielding personality. It was hard to win, so she had to compete with her.

Shen Yiyi’s eyelashes were trembling, like a thin veil, steamed by her breath, first shallow and then chaotic, and even her breathing became urgent.

The person in her arms was like a peeled fresh orange, bitten wet by Qin Luo. The pulp particles broke at a touch, and the juice overflowed in the grinding, with a sweetness that was almost shameful, messy, and sticky.

Shen Yiyi felt that she was the one who was really suffering.

Her lips moved to her ear. Qin Luo seemed to be sighing, sighing at her dissatisfaction.

The nerves went straight to her back, along the path to her heart. The moment she was moved by her breath, Shen Yiyi’s heart tightened, and she couldn’t help but lift her chin.

A moldy little cake was put into a brazier.

Melting! Warning!

Holding her breath! Besides holding her breath, she could only grab Qin Luo’s collar.

She remembered that when she had just joined the police force, the forensic pathology post also had to learn anti-hijacking. She didn’t understand what was so good about learning. A person only had one head. If you didn’t say anything, your head would fall to the ground, and you would die. The hardest part of human nature is not being afraid of death.

Wrong!

If Qin Luo had hijacked her back then, she would have confessed everything, and would have been the first to betray her country.

Qin Luo was holding her too tightly. How could the small corner of the river view room’s sofa be so narrow and confined?

She couldn’t breathe. “Can’t we take a shower first?”

The deceived Qin Luo would not satisfy her. The palm that was holding her wrist was pressed against her back, and then she lifted her T-shirt, went into the thin cotton fabric, and touched the three incisions on her abdomen from the surgery.

Near the navel, on the mermaid line, a small dimple, a faint x-shape. The doctor’s stitching was not beautiful, and Shen Yiyi had no intention of removing the scar, so it was a little rough to the touch.

Qin Luo gently stroked her way up, her waist occasionally twisting slightly.

The amplitude was very small. Was she ticklish or was she stimulated?

Qin Luo had no experience either and couldn’t tell the difference between good and bad. She could only probe.

Kissing her ear, and then touching her waist. Her finger returned to the edge of the scar, and she gently circled the intersection of the rough and the soft.

She circled and circled, and Shen Yiyi’s tense will finally broke.

She was about to betray her country. Who could resist this?

She was so numb from the kiss, but Qin Luo had kissed her ear a couple of times and had touched her below a couple of times. The kite string was pulled tight and then suddenly loosened. Shen Yiyi was pushed to the edge of her emotions. She couldn’t even hold back her panting. Her breath went around in her chest and was brought out by her waist, a muddled sound that broke in her throat.

Physiology is more honest than love.

It was the last resort that Qin Luo had to accept. She kissed her and lifted her T-shirt at the same time, until her chest was also exposed.

This was a very difficult way for Shen Yiyi to open up, especially since Qin Luo also wanted her to help her hold the corner of her clothes. It looked like she was inviting her, playing some kind of large-scale cosplay game.

The visual was a bit of a shock. Shen Yiyi didn’t dare to look and simply covered Qin Luo’s head with her clothes, wanting to suffocate her in her arms.

Shen Yiyi was just that bad. When she couldn’t win, she would want to suffocate others.

But Qin Luo had said that she could suffer at her place. She was even afraid that Shen Yiyi’s waist would hurt. She held her and gently leaned back, pressing her into the sofa, and then unfastened her bra and threw it on the blanket.

Shen Yiyi’s mentality was on the verge of a cliff. The way the Qin Luo with her head covered had put her down was so skilled it was astonishing. Even the way she threw her clothes was like a repeat offender. She lifted her clothes again. “Qin Luo, did you really and You—”

Holding and kissing Qin Luo also required her to support her waist. It was very easy to kiss her when she was pressed against the sofa, and she could kiss her very deeply.

Qin Luo did not want to worry her, so she replied, “I’ve never been with her.”

The only time she had made a move had been interrupted by Shen’s father. She was still a novice now, but she had only thought of it countless times in her dreams, back and forth, like clearing a level.

Shen Yiyi resisted vaguely in the kiss. “But you have my tears on your hands now.” Tears flowing into her mouth was her bottom line. She didn’t want the tear stains to flow into her underwear. “Can we take a shower?”

But it was too late.

“It’s not just your eyes that can water.”

Qin Luo held her wet bottom line, and her wet hand cupped Shen Yiyi’s face. Crazy, crazy. The mysophobe was lying stiffly, suffering from the invasion of the disease.

“Qin Luo…”

“What are you afraid of? It’s your own. It’s not dirty.” Qin Luo kissed her chin, and then her face. “I’ll help you get immune.”

…

First, it was Shen Yiyi who was stunned, and then it was Qin Luo.

She had already taken off the last layer. She used her knee to push Shen Yiyi’s raised leg apart and looked down, her expression a little surprised. She had not expected Shen Yiyi to have gotten rid of her pubic hair. It wasn’t like this last time in Fengjiang.

“Don’t look.”

Besides a forensic pathologist, there were also perverts and Qin Luo who would stare at a naked body. Shen Yiyi’s self-esteem was hurt for the ten thousandth time today. She leaned up and hugged Qin Luo’s neck, a little unaccustomed. “Either we take a shower, or we continue.”

Qin Luo was curious. “Do you have to shave here for surgery? Did a female doctor do it?”

Shen Yiyi saw the confusion and caution on Qin Luo’s face, which was a little cute and overshadowed her shame just now. But this kind of thing was difficult to talk about. She took the initiative to kiss Qin Luo’s lips. “I did it myself.”

Qin Luo was even more puzzled. “Why?”

What else could it be? Because last time in Fengjiang, she had had a head between her legs and had said she would help her with her mouth. A mysophobe was afraid of others getting her dirty, and at the same time, she was afraid of getting others dirty.

Qin Luo always wanted to make a move on her. Since the two had tacitly agreed to be in a relationship, what if one day she suddenly attacked and wanted to hold her head again, and she would be very uncomfortable again? But compared to being uncomfortable, she didn’t want Qin Luo to have a bad experience. She wanted Qin Luo to feel clean and comfortable.

“Practice.”

But Shen Yiyi refused to admit it. “Sometimes you need this kind of operation for an autopsy.”

“Oh.”

Qin Luo was relieved. This kind of practice was also good. That way, she could go straight to the battlefield without any obstacles.

She gently pressed the mysophobe’s thigh with her hand. The skin was soft and resilient. She could clearly see the direction of every fine, long, and light green capillary, extending in the skin layer, which made one want to bite it. So Qin Luo leaned over and got close.

Before she could kiss her, she was held by the head. Shen Yiyi reminded her one more time, “I really haven’t showered!”