Good, You Walked into the Wrong Room, So Don't Leave

A proud young master whose words say no but whose actions say yes x a sweet, clear-headed girl

Living-under-the-same-roof romance | School and city life, reunion after years apart | Slow-burn sweet romance with a light ensemble cast | Both pure | No intimacy before adulthood

That August, Wen Zhe arrived in the capital with her suitcase to stay with the Qi family. From the moment the door opened, she knew she was in trouble.

She walked into the wrong room by accident and came across a cold-faced boy, half-naked and humming "The Most Dazzling Folk Style." Before she could even process the whole cabinet of Ultraman figures, the bathroom door swung open with a splash, and the singing stopped abruptly.

Their eyes met. She said awkwardly, "I didn't see anything."

The boy had pale skin and thin lips. He laid down three rules without changing expression: "First, don't come into my room. Second, don't tell anyone you know me. Third..."

Wen Zhe answered at once: "I won't tell anyone what happened today."

The boy remained expressionless. "Liar. You saw everything."

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and both of them curled their toes in embarrassment.

-

Later, everyone at school knew the new transfer student had gotten on Qi Zhishuo's bad side.

But one day in PE class, when Wen Zhe was confessed to, everyone saw the usually cold-faced young master Qi drag her away.

He cornered Wen Zhe outside the equipment room, his ears turning red.

"Wen Zhe, I've changed my mind."

"...About what?"

"The rules about not coming into my room and not telling people you know me. I take them back."

-

Five years later, they met again in the room where Wen Zhe had once stayed. Qi Zhishuo pulled her close by the waist, pouting as he coaxed her into a kiss. "Be good. If you walked into the wrong room, then don't leave."