Her Ninth Street

Jiang Jinyue thought Yan Che was the cleanest and harmless boy she had ever seen. He would hand her a cup of hot milk tea when she was sad, smiling so hard that his eyebrows curled up. It wasn't until she tried to leave that she discovered eight years of paranoia hidden under those clear eyes. He held her in his arms and said in a low voice: "Sister, you provoked me first." "In this life, don't ever push me away again." —— She named his milk tea "Black Pepper and Bobo." Little did he know that he had long been addicted to her favorite cup of white peach oolong.