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Three days later, with the morning dew still lingering, Shen Tong arrived at the cemetery on the outskirts of town. Dressed in a simple qipao and holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, she walked slowly toward the graves of the Chen Sisters.
The grave of Chen Yuehua was already weathered and worn, and beside it lay a new grave—Chen Yuejun could finally rest alongside her sister. Shen Tong divided the white chrysanthemums into two bouquets, placing one at Chen Yuehua's grave and the other on Chen Yuejun's new resting place.
"May you meet in peace below, free from all burdens," Shen Tong said as she gazed at the two adjacent graves. She lit several sticks of incense and placed them in the incense burner before the graves.
Shen Tong stood at the gravesite for a long time until a black car slowly approached. Lin Mingchang stepped out, also holding two bouquets of white flowers.
"I knew you would come early," Lin Mingchang said as he walked over to Shen Tong, looking at her with a hint of reproach. "You shouldn't be running around when your injury isn't fully healed."
Shen Tong smiled slightly. "My injury is fine now; it’s nothing to worry about."
Lin Mingchang stepped forward and placed his bouquet at the graves, bowing his head in silence. He turned to Shen Tong. "Let’s go back; Xiaoshuang said she would come to see you around noon."
The two walked side by side out of the cemetery, the morning light casting a soft golden hue on Shen Tong's profile. Lin Mingchang couldn't help but steal glances at her, feeling an unfamiliar sensation stirring within him—a tingling warmth.
Meanwhile, Ruan Xiaoshuang was in her small room, her desk covered with photographs and clippings. She was organizing materials related to the recent case, preparing to write a detailed report.
"The truth behind the 'Embroidered Shoe Murder Case' is finally revealed..." Ruan Xiaoshuang lightly tapped her desk as she pondered how to begin her writing. Although she was completely aware of the case's background, some truths might not be suitable for public disclosure.
She decided to omit details about those who had yet to face their reckoning. After all, so-called truths could also harm innocent people. Let hatred end here.
Picking up her fountain pen, she wrote the opening line on her draft paper:
"Embroidered Shoe Murder Case Solved: Thirty Years of Grudges Finally Resolved."
A car horn sounded outside, and Ruan Xiaoshuang looked up at the clock, startled to realize it was nearly noon.
She hurriedly gathered the materials, grabbed a basket of fresh fruits, and rushed to Shen Tong's house.
In the small courtyard of Shen Tong's home, the flowers and plants were still flourishing. Ruan Xiaoshuang pushed open the courtyard gate with ease and saw Lin Mingchang trimming the overly vigorous flower branches in the yard.
"Well, if it isn't our famous Detective Lin!" Ruan Xiaoshuang teased, "When did you learn to prune flowers?"
Lin Mingchang looked up and shot her a speechless glance before continuing his trimming. "Shen Tong needs to recuperate these days and doesn't have the energy to take care of them. If I don't prune them, they'll become wild."
Ruan Xiaoshuang let out a meaningful "Oh," and added, "I see you've been busier than me these past few days, coming here almost every day."
Lin Mingchang's ears turned slightly red, and he nearly lost his aim with the scissors. "Stop talking nonsense! I'm... I'm just worried about her being alone while injured; it's inconvenient for her to do many things."
"Yes, worrying is quite normal," Ruan Xiaoshuang deliberately elongated her tone, wearing a mischievous expression.
Hearing the commotion, Shen Tong came out from inside. She was dressed in a simple home outfit, her hair loosely tied up at the back.
"What are you two talking about?"
"Nothing," Ruan Xiaoshuang smiled as she linked her arm with Shen Tong's. "Our Detective Lin is taking great care of your garden."
Shen Tong glanced at the flowers and plants in the courtyard and then at Lin Mingchang, smiling slightly. "Thanks to both of you for taking turns to take care of me these days, my injury has healed so quickly. I must treat you both to a nice meal tomorrow."
Lin Mingchang put down his scissors and brushed off the dirt from his hands. "Your proper recovery is what matters most. I'm going to wash some fruits; Xiaoshuang brought a lot of fresh ones."
Watching Lin Mingchang hurriedly enter the house, Ruan Xiaoshuang leaned closer to Shen Tong and whispered, "Sister Tong, I think my brother Lin's concern for you is quite extraordinary."
Shen Tong didn't respond but wore a faint smile on her lips.
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