When she was born, there was a man next to her. He was good-looking and excellent at homework. He attracted the attention of thousands of people in school. He was a top student in the eyes of teachers and a god in the eyes of classmates. Such a person is probably capable of anything. But she always felt that he was lonely. She sometimes saw him sitting by the school's lake, motionless for an entire afternoon, with his eyebrows lowered in concentration, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and his whole face was extremely cold. She had followed him secretly many times. She thought that the man didn't know, but she never thought that he actually knew everything. And he didn't like how polite she was to him. She always wanted her to lose her temper and act bad, so that he would feel better. Su Molu thought to herself, this guy is sick and has masochism.