Zhu Xinyu has a system, and the system tells her: Don't fall in love, or you will die.
Zhu Xinyu: "Then how do you draw the boundaries of love? Can you hug, hold hands, and kiss?"
System: "It's okay, you can do sex, as long as you're not sure about the relationship."
*
Rainy night, aftermath, dark room.
Looking away, Zhou Zhao's kiss brushed across Zhu Xinyu's lips, and he bit it fiercely, clasping his chin and asking: "So what is our relationship now?"
"What else could it be?"
Zhu Xinyu looked innocent, "Of course we are friends."
Intention: Make progress every day
