[Double life + pathological possessiveness + two lunatics + extreme love + paranoid mutual control + sweet but not greasy]
[The story basically revolves around the male and female protagonists | The secondary CP is almost zero]
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When she was seventeen years old, out of excitement, she rescued a handsome young man covered in blood in the corner of a residential building.
She thought that even if she failed to accept him, she could still make friends with such a dangerous person.
But I didn't expect it.
This rescue became her fate.
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In the dimly lit room, she knelt down in front of him with an indifferent expression and said in an overly calm tone: "Let me go, okay?"
He stared at her with cold eyes.
One second, two seconds, a dull sound.
He knelt in front of her, placed his broad palm on the right side of her face, and said two words coldly: "Not good."
She smiled.
