Xu Yanshu never thought that the reunion with Sang Huaiming was his careful planning
He was a transfer student and was regarded by everyone as a gentle and considerate good classmate. He would "accidentally" hand her a mint with a star printed on it when she was embarrassed; he would use the most innocent expression to push away all others, creating a space where only the two of them could be alone; he would play and sing her favorite "Dimple" at the art festival, and put a whole handful of candies into the palm of her hand;
He remembered all her hobbies—the window seat she often took on the No. 12 Bus, the white roses given to her grandma. In the name of "coincidence", he actually carried out "calculation". His gentleness was a trap that she couldn't resist, and he lured her into it step by step.
Xu Yanshu was addicted to the thrill of regaining something lost, but he was still feeling uneasy. His approach was always just right, his smile was perfect, as if everything was happening according to some invisible script.
It wasn't until she understood the deep meaning behind the string of matches on his schoolbag that she realized that he had already woven a dragnet; her willingness to perish was the only end he had planned.
[He worked every step to lure her into the game; she knew it was a plan, but she still accepted it as sweet as a cake.
Intention: All "coincidences" are his deliberate efforts
