What is love, a steady flow or a pounding heart?
Is he a humble gentleman who has been a teacher and friend for many years and has been a gentle protector?
Or is it a stern boss with irresistible and overbearing coercion?
One is trapped in the name of teacher and student, and the other is separated by class, how to choose?
Opening the door on a rainy night and seeing his pale face dripping with water, she finally understood who was where her heart belonged.
