Everyone in Beijing's social circles knew that Jin Si had a handsome face and a heart no one could warm. He changed girlfriends more often than he changed sneakers, yet somehow he was so popular that no one could bring themselves to hate him. Everyone bet he would never fall for anyone.
The first time they met, Jin Si was kissing his new girlfriend, his fingers resting somewhere they shouldn't. Tian Shisui stood outside the tent, raised her phone to take a picture, and mouthed two words.
“Pervert.”
Jin Si narrowed his eyes and looked her over, from her innocent face to the curves outlined by her knit sweater. He smiled, though the smile never reached his eyes, and remembered her.
Later, he learned that she wasn't just the sweet girl dancing at the school field party. She was also “Suishui,” with hundreds of thousands of followers online. The girl looked soft and sweet, and knew just how to pout and act cute, but deep down she was fiercely protective of her friends. They treated her like their beloved princess, and whenever he took a step closer, those three boys looked ready to skin him alive.
…
At last, one day, he cornered her in an alley, pressed his forehead against hers, and spoke in a voice as rough as wood scraped with sandpaper.
“Suishui, stop running. Will you let me win you over?”
Tian Shisui looked up at him, her eyes red and her lips pouting. Finally, she rose onto her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her face in the crook of his shoulder.
“You were my dog to begin with.”
Later, at a class reunion, the girl was curled up in a corner drinking milk tea. He walked over, lifted her from her chair, and pulled her into his arms. Resting his chin on her head, he raised an eyebrow at their stunned former classmates and drawled, “What are you looking at? Never seen someone treat a guy like a dog?”
