Talk about what it's like to have a classmate who talks a lot and has a twisted brain, who is a Bachelor's, Master's and Ph. D. Major in inner drama at the Central Academy of Drama.
Hao Meng felt speechless. She obviously didn't do anything. How did her deskmate know how deeply she loved him, how devoted she was to him, and how she would never leave him?
Brother, has your inner drama gone too far?
When they first met, Xie Yu was confident that Hao Meng must like him very much.
Copying notes, wiping tables, helping with cleaning... If you are willing to do this, if it is not for love, then what else can it be for?
It was not until later that he suddenly discovered that the person who liked the other person very much was himself.
You know, little nerd, I really like you.
Intention: I don't have any intention, I just want to write the story I like.