Wen Zhizhi had poor health since childhood and fell in love with medical skills.
Encountering Jiang Zhihuai by chance, Wen Zhizhi saw such a perfect human specimen for the first time and always followed him.
Wen Zhizhi said to Jiang Zhihuai, "I want to see your body."
Jiang Zhihuai thought to himself, "I won't like such an open woman!"
Wen Zhizhi peeked at Jiang Zhihuai bathing and saw that his back was covered with scars. From then on, he stopped following Jiang Zhihuai.
Jiang Zhihuai was secretly glad at first that he no longer had to be disturbed like that.
But as the days passed, the following figure behind him was missing for a long time. He could not sit still, and his heart felt empty, as if he had lost something important.
At the banquet, he drowned his sorrows with wine, one cup after another. The strong drunkenness destroyed all his composure.
He threw away his entourage and stumbled into Wen Zhizhi's boudoir under the moonlight.
The girl was sitting under the lamp, flipping through medical books, and looked up in surprise when she heard the noise.
The next moment, someone's wrist was suddenly clenched.
Jiang Zhihuai, who used to be cold and proud, with no expression of joy or anger, now has red eyes, tense shoulders trembling slightly, his voice is hoarse and moist, wrapped in unconcealable grievances, and he chokes and asks:
"Zhizhi, why... Don't you like me anymore?"
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Concept: Unbridled imagination and a dream