Tracing The Bones

Li Shang has a clean and handsome appearance and an excellent memory.
He did not want a bright future, but insisted on coming to the small missing persons investigation department of the city bureau. Some people talked about his relationship status: a beautiful lady who came from nowhere, a useless little snack.

Unexpectedly, after a short time together, the team members jumped up:
Whose useless little thing is as good as a god in investigating cases, not afraid of authority, with a sense of direction like the Big Dipper, and can catch many people alone?!
Whose “fragile” beauty raced with the suspect in a narrow alley, jumped off a building in zero frame, and had his arm cut off in seconds?!

The teammates bowed down and worshiped: Thank God, it’s God Li, we are saved! Mom doesn’t have to worry about us getting lost while solving the case anymore!

Only the captain He Lin looked at Li Shang with a worried look on his face.
He discovered Li Shang’s problem—he was handsome at the cost of his health bar.

Li Shang has been through life and death several times, has a lot of old wounds, and suffers from illness. His strength is only on the surface, but he is a beauty that will fall down at the slightest gust of wind.

He Lin, the captain of the Missing Persons Investigation Division of the Yuncheng City Bureau, was born in the special operations team and lost his memory due to a head injury. After He Lin was injured and retired, he joined the Missing Persons Investigation Division, but was inexplicably attracted to the new member Li Shang.

He Lin wanted to know what kind of past this beautiful woman with injuries had.
Why was it that the more he explored, the more familiar he became, and the more he couldn’t help himself.

He Lin didn’t take his amnesia to heart, but he didn’t know that someone cared about it in particular.

Forgetting is a pity, remembering is a punishment.
He Lin lost his lover in his memory.

He didn’t remember the dumplings he made for him on his birthday.
He didn’t remember the refrigerator magnets that he carefully selected and gave him in a foreign country.
He didn’t remember the snowball fights they had when they were young, and the warmth they had when they cuddled up to each other.

The two of them tested each other, longing for gain but afraid of losing.
However, they didn’t know that the red thread of fate had quietly connected them together.

Heraclitus said that one cannot step into the same river twice.
But He Lin would fall in love with the same person once, twice, and three times.
Even if he lost his memory, even if that person’s name was different every time he appeared.

Even if the probability of finding a missing person is only one in ten million, I will still search for you.

[T/N: Li Shang’s name is also Rong Qing (incase anyone gets confuse)]