Mingshu, You Don't Have to Be Good

[A cocky, handsome, and haughty rich boy vs. a timid, introverted good girl with low self-esteem]

[School life & one-way salvation & personal growth & both leads stay pure]

Song Mingshu was always meek and timid, and nobody at school liked her. On the very first day transfer student Lu Huai arrived, she was forced to bring him down from his pedestal.

She tried every trick she could think of to win over the irreverent boy before her, only for him to pin her against the wall and demand coldly, “What exactly are you trying to do?”

“Please... be my boyfriend...” She clutched his shirt and spoke in a wounded voice.

“I’m not interested in you.” He brushed her hand away without a hint of warmth.

*

The day the truth came to light, she looked at him through tear-filled eyes and asked, “Lu Huai, aren’t you afraid of going to hell with me?”

He gave a scornful laugh. “Sure. Let’s go together. I’ve never been there before.”

*

At first, he told her to behave. He made decisions for her without caring what she wanted, forcing her to see a doctor, apply medicine, and eat. He told her, “Song Mingshu, be good.”

Later, Song Mingshu stood alone on a cold rooftop, remembering sixteen years of misery, nearly giving in to despair.

Lu Huai held her tightly in his arms and looked at her with reddened eyes, his voice hoarse.

“I believe you. I’ll stay by your side.”

“Just be yourself.”

“Mingshu, you don’t have to be good.”