Sang Zhiyu was afraid of nothing in his life, but he was afraid of He Huai's cold eyes.
He was the school bully who was feared by the whole school, but he was the only one who managed to subdue his unruly attitude towards He Huai.
He talked about his bad grades and hid his bad temper behind his back, just so that he could legitimately follow the aloof top student for a while.
"He Huai, what should I do if I can't get into your school?"
"Then I'll wait for you."
Waiting for a crooked neck tree to finally bloom gentle flowers.
Intention: Only when I meet you can I be truly illuminated
