"Sister, you can't run away." When Xiang Zheng cornered Tang Zhenzhen in the printing shop, his peach blossom eyes were watery, like a large dog pretending to be pitiful. But this 188-year-old junior is hiding his madness - his mobile phone is full of photos of her profile, he can recite her class schedule, and he can remember the scent of the perfume she uses.
Want to break up? In the positioning of her mobile phone, blue wind chimes in her circle of friends were misinterpreted as "wanting to get back together."
"Xiang Zheng, you are sick!" Tang Zhenzhen struggled to escape, but was held in his arms and kissed in a daze, "We separated a long time ago!"
"Whether we divide it or not, I have the final say." He bit her lip and smiled.
Who would have thought that this crazy batch was the new life she welcomed.
Her white shirt was dazzlingly clean, her fingertips were red when she handed her water, and she was careful when touching her lab report.
Once the gentle net is tightened, it becomes a suffocating prison - monitoring phone calls, bankrupting the love rival's family, even throwing the milk delivered by the senior brother into the trash can...
Until the bamboo-leaf green snake pounced, he blocked her fatal bite with the back of his hand. The glacier in Tang Zhenzhen's heart melted, and the madman's paranoia was filled with hot care.
Later he learned better. He learned to penetrate her life in every detail, and wrote down his surging love in his notebook...
When the snake bite scar faded into light pink, Tang Zhenzhen looked at the strawberry he handed and smiled: "The canteen is running out of sweet and sour pork ribs."
Kuangbui junior classmate Er hugged her forcefully and nodded: "Go now!"
No matter how crazy your obsession is, it will grow into a gentle shape in love.
