Savage Tenderness

Qingde No. 7 High School was notorious for being a mess.

Though Fu Jiarou was careful, she was still targeted. The one who caught her was Chen Xuchuan, a senior-year student and head of the discipline team. His features were cool and sharp, and his actions made people wary. He always kept his left hand hidden in a black glove. When he stopped her, he asked, "Why are you running? Am I that scary?"

At the time, Fu Jiarou thought he had a bad temper and held grudges.

Until the day she went to his house to see him. In a room with no light or hope, he was burning with fever and held her close, his voice hoarse. "Don't leave."

That was also the day she accidentally discovered the secret of his left hand.

Only later did she realize how much possessiveness he had been suppressing whenever he looked at her.

Fu Jiarou stayed by his side as he tore through the darkness and climbed out of the abyss.

The spirited young man stood beside her, draped in the five-starred red flag and radiant with glory, introducing her to the world: "This is my sweetheart."

A sweet romance about saving each other. Weibo: Rouye rr

Cold, tender-hearted demon king x soft on the outside, strong on the inside little fairy~

Later on: high jumper x rhythmic gymnast. A little sports competition, but mainly a story about two people supporting and healing each other, becoming each other's light and warmth.

[Many parts of this story were revised and improved after completion. Stolen copies are all over the place and badly messed up.]

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This is an urban romance, not a school story.

Cold, aloof beauty x clear-eyed, pure yet wild girl

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In high school, Shen Xingfu was a bottom-of-the-class underachiever who had nothing to do and hung around with a group people called "good-for-nothings."

Li Siyu, meanwhile, was the aloof beauty of No. 9 High School. He was top of his year, but kept to himself, cool and solitary, with a beautiful, world-weary face.

Though their lives had run on parallel tracks with no connection, they crossed paths after she made a big show of pursuing Li Siyu.

"Yeah, I'm after Li Siyu." Shen Xingfu said it in front of everyone without blushing or batting an eye.

Outside the crowd, Li Siyu lifted his eyes, cool and indifferent. "Hmph."

No matter how she approached him, he was always cold.

At last, one day as the sun sank in the west and their overlapping shadows stretched long, Shen Xingfu blocked his way at the mouth of a narrow alley, rose onto her toes, and tugged at his school uniform collar.

The young man's usually cold eyes cracked like ice.

She moved closer, and his breathing grew more and more uneven.

Her voice reached his ear. "I was just messing around with them. Play along and pretend I kissed you, okay?"

At that, his gaze turned abruptly colder. He gripped her chin. "Pretend?"

He leaned closer. "If you can't handle the game, don't play."

But after that day, she vanished like a gust of wind. He knew it had all been a prank, yet again and again, in the middle of the night, he dreamed of her tugging at his collar, nearly going mad with it.

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Years later, they unexpectedly met again.

The man took off his mask and asked, "Don't recognize me?"

She answered with polite, cool formality. "Oh, an old classmate."

But after playing the part of old classmates who had nothing going on for a while, the man, who had kept up his cold and celibate facade for so long, finally couldn't hold back the possessiveness he'd buried for years.

The space was narrow, just like back then. Only now, he was the one blocking the way instead of her.

The man fixed her with a cool, seductive gaze and said in a low voice, "Do you remember what you did to me that day?"

"My memory isn't great," Shen Xingfu said with an innocent smile. "I forgot all about the past a long time ago."

His smile faded. He lightly pinched her chin and leaned close, his voice low. "Want me to help you remember?"

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"When all is said and done, I'm the one imprisoned in the palm of your hand."

"In some empty corner, I would let my eyes linger on you as if by accident. The sunlight was lovely, but you didn't smile at me, didn't even look my way. My world was still dark, without a trace of light." -- Li Siyu

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The career details are entirely made up by the author. Please don't nitpick them.

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