In the dim bar, the neon lights were shining with colorful light, shining on everyone's face. Yan Xinzhi, standing in the corner, suddenly threw away the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it hard, pointed at the young man in white beside him, and said viciously, "I want him."
From beginning to end, he was white, as pure as a beautiful angel, but he was a devil deep in hell. From beginning to end, he was black.
In the world of love, the paranoia of two people is happiness, and the paranoia of one person is disaster.
Eighteen years old
For Su Bai, Yan Xinzhi's arrival was the beginning of all disasters.
"Yan Xinzhi, you are a devil"
——Su Bai
"What's mine is mine, and what's yours is still mine, remember?"
————Yan Xinzhi
"I actually lost to a man!"
——Su Xia
"The person I like is a boy, so he is so brave."
————Yan Jingzhi
"This is my first time trying to write about Danmei. I may not be very good at writing. I apologize for the slow update."