Ever since we met Professor Li, Dali became seriously lovestruck and had completely forgotten the heartbreak he suffered after learning that Xia Mengmeng had started to date another guy. He would spend whole days in the library reading a bunch of psychology books.

“I wonder if you’d start learning how to cook if you fall in love with a girl who works in the cafeteria,” I teased.

“You mock me,” he answered, “but it’s true that two people bond with each other much more easily when there is a common language. Just like how you and Xiaotao-jiejie bond over murder cases!”

But Xiaotao and I aren’t exactly together, I lamented. I then warned him, “I don’t think you have a chance with Professor Li, though. Why don’t you just give up?”

“No way!” he shouted, shaking his fist in the air. “What’s the point of living if one can’t dream?”

A few days later, Dali...