A glance exchanged through a window: will it be just a fleeting encounter, or will it spark something unexpected?
She wants to leave. She is running away. But he refuses to let her go, pinning her against the wall as he slowly leans closer. The air grows unbearably charged. Yu Wanwan's face is so red it looks ready to bleed. Catching Yu Wanwan off guard, Jiang Ze gives in to his feelings and kisses her. She forgets to resist, swept up in the strange sensation this boy stirs in her.
Yu Wanwan looks at the photo on Cheng Siting's phone. It really is that girl's outfit, and Jiang Ze is wearing it. Yu Wanwan doesn't lose her temper right away. Only after everyone has left does she bury her head and cry in secret. Wen Xin comes over and pats her shoulder. “Come on, I'll walk you home.” Yu Wanwan shakes her head. She wants to wait for him to come and explain, but all she gets is a message: “Baby, I have training, so I can't walk home with you.”
Jiang Ze cups Yu Wanwan's head with one hand and wraps the other around her waist, drawing her into his arms as a flurry of kisses falls on her: her forehead, eyes, cheeks, lips, and then her neck. Yu Wanwan's legs nearly give way, and she can barely stand with Jiang Ze holding her up. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through her neck. Jiang Ze pulls away, still holding her with both hands so she won't fall, and gazes with satisfaction at his “masterpiece”: a hickey shaped like a strawberry.
