My name is Lin Xingchen. I’m a dating blogger and a single woman whose love life exists only in theory.
Right now, I’m standing outside Room 407 in the men’s dorm, about to carry out a revenge plot called “The Handsome Man Trap” for my hapless older brother, who was dumped by a “jerk.”
I take a deep breath and push open the door.
The “jerk” my brother told me about is standing there bare-chested, slowly pulling on a white shirt. The afternoon sun gilds his figure, and I finally see his face.
Gu Xinghe.
Three seconds later, I turn around without changing expression and close the door.
I take out my phone and, trembling, open the backend of my dating blog. At the top of my inbox is a familiar profile picture. The username is unmistakably “Brilliant Galaxy.”
His latest message was sent three minutes ago:
“Welcome, my little prey.”
