Introduction:
Everyone knows that Shen Yan from Xinghua No. 2 Middle School has a cold personality and always looks cold and plain.
Even when fighting, he always had a calm face and no emotion in his eyes.
Yining thought so at first.
Until one day, someone pinched the back of her neck and kissed her until she sobbed.
At that time, she was held in Shen Yan's arms, and there were students coming and going through a door behind her. She nervously clenched the hem of his clothes, trying to tell him to stop.
But the man's eyes were red, and his hoarse voice contained frightening paranoia as he spoke every word in her ear.
"My dear, you are mine."
As if possessed.
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No one knew that Shen Yan had been having a dream.
The sweet girl in the dream was lying in his arms, dead.
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The first monthly exam of Xinghua No. 2 Middle School.
Yining ranked second in grade.
The grade director called her name and she went on stage to receive the award.
But she saw the young man who was also standing on the stage staring at her, his eyebrows blazing, as if he was new to life.
Later, when she was nestled in Shen Yan's arms, she was shocked when the thin skin behind her ears was kissed again and again.
It turns out that everything had already taken shape at that time.
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Time passed and you fell into my arms. I will love you forever.
——Shen Yan
Intention: Overcome difficulties and finally gain sweet fruits.