Zhu Xinyu has a System. The System tells her: Don't fall in love, or you'll die.
Zhu Xinyu: "Then how do you define the boundaries of dating? Can we hug, hold hands, and kiss?"
System: "All of that is fine. You can even have sex, as long as you don't define the relationship."
*
A rainy night, afterward, in a dimly lit room.
Their gazes lingered and slipped away. Zhou Zhao's kiss brushed Zhu Xinyu's lips, then he suddenly bit down and gripped her chin as he demanded, "So what are we now?"
"What else could we be?"
Zhu Xinyu looked utterly innocent. "Of course we're friends."
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