You Force Me to Be a Scumbag

Her smile was slightly unhinged. Just like the quiet ripples caused by a pen cap falling into an elegant and silent mountain spring, it rippled across her face, fleeting, I looked at her expression with great interest, and kept saying my own words, "I think I didn't lie to you. I never said that you were the only girlfriend." Looking at the increasingly intense expression on her face, I couldn't help but wonder if a river god would come out next moment and ask me whether the cap of the pen fell off, a gold one or a silver one. Scum is not my pronoun, you can call me Bai Yu, the great writer Bai Yu. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.