Why Hasn't He Confessed Yet?

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Blurb One (Cool Version):

Shen Tui, the third young master of the Shen family, is a famously laid-back playboy.

The first time he goes with someone to collect protection money behind the school, he runs into a delicate little girl.

A cigarette between his fingers, the corners of his peach-blossom eyes raised, long legs crossed, he leans lazily against the wall with an amused look in his eyes and says, "Hey, kid, how about lending your big brother some money?"

The little girl pulls out a big handful of small bills, clutches them in her hand, reaches it out to him, and bursts into tears.

Shen Tui can't take it anymore. He grabs a tissue, crouches down to wipe her face, and coaxes her helplessly. "Stop crying, okay?"

The little girl keeps crying and can't stop.

Shen Tui fishes a hundred-yuan bill out of his pocket and hands it to her. "Please, for your big brother's sake?"

At the sight of the bill in Shen Tui's palm, a flicker of glee passes through the little girl's eyes. She immediately stops crying, wipes away her tears, takes the money, folds it, and puts it away.

That night, fourteen-year-old Lin Jinran writes in her diary:

Today, I met a god of fortune.

I cried a little, and he gave me a hundred yuan. What a huge sum.

Since he's pretty good-looking, I've decided to give his intense advances a try.

Later, twenty-year-old Lin Jinran writes in her diary through her tears:

Waaah, it hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much?

Shen Tui leans over from beside her and pinches her earlobe, his voice tender and suggestive. "What? Writing bad things about your big brother again?"

"If you keep crying, big brother will keep going..."

Lin Jinran immediately wipes away her tears. "I'm not crying anymore. Waaah... hic."

Blurb Two (Silly Version):

One night, Lin Jinran is walking along a deserted path.

A few thuggish punks jump out, intending to rob her and have their way with her.

Lin Jinran pauses for a second, then starts undoing her coat buttons. In a rough voice, she says, "Well, I won't lie to you guys. I'm actually a cross-dressing man."

Shen Tui, who was just about to come to her rescue, twitches his hand and quietly pulls back the long leg he'd stepped forward with.

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The night is long, and he gives me endless tenderness.

Lin Jinran

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Genius girl X sanctimonious man

The details may change a bit when I start writing.

P.S. The mutual-crush phase starts after they enter university. It's sort of an unorthodox unrequited-love story.

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