Among this year's freshmen, Cheng Du had a delicate junior schoolmate.
She was so frail that he had to hold her while she ate, personally feed her water, and even wash her dirty clothes for her.
When she fainted from heatstroke during military training, she pouted and asked Cheng Du to share her bed.
I completely lost it. "Cheng Du, get this straight: whose boyfriend are you?"
He frowned, his face full of irritation. "She shared a bed with me when we were kids! I don't know what you're suspicious about."
Later, Cheng Du saw my boyfriend, his uncle Cheng Huai, who looked just like him, holding me and acting spoiled. He completely lost his mind.
"Meng Yu! Get this straight: whose girlfriend are you?"
I shrugged. "I'm his girlfriend! I don't know what you're barking about."
