Three years ago, it was An Yueran who personally seduced Gu Yanzhou, the flower of the high mountains, to surrender. It was also she who decisively cut off the relationship, hid in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and buried the past.
Unexpectedly, three years later, Gu Yanzhou became her immediate boss.
The young man who used to be cold and dignified is now full of evil charm and acts domineeringly. He pressed forward step by step, forcing and lingering, which made her feel confused.
She got scared and ran away overnight, but he hotly pursued her.
On a rainy night, An Yueran stood at the entrance of the alley, clutching her suitcase, as footsteps approached behind her. She turned around suddenly and ran into Gu Yanzhou's eyes that were as heavy as ink.
He didn't hold an umbrella, and most of his black shirt was wet, clinging to his body to outline his slim waistline.
He stretched out his hand and brushed the raindrops on her cheek with his fingertips. His movements were undeniable and forceful, but his tone was low and seductive: "Why are you running? An Yueran, do you think I can't find you if you hide at the end of the world?"
He rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb, and all the domineering strength he had just now faded away at this moment.
There is only a trace of imperceptible pleading left, and the tail tone trembles slightly,
"Three years ago you just left and left me alone... Ranran, don't leave me this time, okay?"
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In the summer library, cicadas chirp all over the windows.
An Yueran hurriedly wiped the coffee stains on his shirt. Her fingertips turned white and her voice trembled a little: "Yes, I'm sorry. I'll compensate you."
She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling fiercely, and she looked like she had done something wrong.
Gu Yanzhou looked at her carefully staged panic, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved in an unnoticed way.
This is already the third time this week that she has "accidentally" used a clumsy and obvious approach.
Gu Yanzhou raised his hand and stopped her frantic movements. He slowly picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the stains on his shirt. His tone was always cold, but with a bit of intriguing indulgence: "Classmate, did you use this trick on the wrong person?"
An Yueran's face turned red, as if she had been exposed, and she was speechless.
Gu Yanzhou looked at her embarrassed look and suddenly chuckled. The laughter was very soft, covered by the chirping of cicadas outside the window. Only he knew how much willing indulgence was hidden in this laughter.
"Shirts are expensive," he said calmly, but with an unquestionable certainty, "If you can't afford the compensation, just wash my clothes for a month."
An Yueran raised her head suddenly, looked into his bottomless eyes, and was stunned.
What she didn't know was that on the day she "accidentally" knocked down his book for the first time, he recognized this girl who was always peeking at him in the corner of the library;
What she didn't know was that he had checked her out a long time ago and knew that she had planned the time to come for him;
He didn't mind coming to the library a few more times for her to meet him by chance.
Because, the so-called chance encounter, the so-called coincidence, is just his plan to push things along.
Intention: Love is never a calculation, but a knowing and deliberate sinking and a desperate rush.