I Realized I’m Gay After Moving in with a Forensic Queen

Song Siyin got drunk at a bar while helping her brother flirt with his crush. She woke up in a stranger’s bed and accidentally scratched the woman’s neck. Mortified, she tried to sneak away—only to end up quarantined in the woman’s home. The two were forced to cohabit for fourteen days. The woman, He Lan, was a forensic examiner. Living under her roof, Song Siyin, intimidated by He Lan’s domineering presence, reluctantly helped organize case files. The gruesome autopsy reports gave her nightmares, so she shamelessly crawled into He Lan’s bed for comfort. Night after night, Song Siyin ended up cuddled in her arms. Over time, He Lan discovered that Song Siyin, an art student, had an uncanny talent for forensic sketching. After watching just a few blurry surveillance clips, she sketched a suspect’s portrait—and when caught, the criminal bore a striking resemblance to it. From then on, He Lan’s gaze grew more fervent. *A rare talent—worth coaxing home to nurture.* After graduation, a bamboozled Song Siyin joined the police force—only to face He Lan’s mercurial temper and ruthless demands. *I should’ve resisted the temptation!* she lamented. Not only was she gay now, but she was also constantly being worked to the bone. One night, a cold embrace pulled Song Siyin close as a murmur teased her ear, "Still mad? Come here, let me hold you." She smacked He Lan’s chest in annoyance, only to be met with a radiant smile—utterly unlike the icy, ominous woman she first met. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. He Lan: Tease you, tempt you, seduce you—but I’ll never confess first. That’s my last shred of pride. Song Siyin:Hold back, endure, resist—nope… Ugh, fine! I’m gay for you, sis!