This is a story about a sweet and soft girl chasing a gentle boy.
Lin Binfen stared with a pair of starry eyes: "This boy is gentle and good-looking. He is the person of my heart! Let's take care of him!"
On a dark and stormy night, Lin Binfen bumped into Shen Jiahang as planned: "The moonlight is just right tonight. It is fate that you and I meet. What do you call this classmate?"
The young man looked at her with crooked eyebrows: "What about you, what's your name?"
After several back and forths, the gentle young man showed his true colors.
Lin Binfen stared at a pair of big copper bell-like eyes: "I made a mistake, and I actually misjudged it - gentleness is fake, sensitive and gloomy is real. Since it is not your thing, then use the thirty-six strategies, and the best strategy is to go!"
Shen Jiahang: "Want to leave? It's too late!"
"Binfen, if I said that the me you were obsessed with at the beginning who treated others politely was not the real me. Would you still like me?"
Concept: Love is both freedom and imprisonment, love is both brave and timid.