In a fragmented life, the introverted, sensitive and awkward freshman online article author secretly falls in love with the president of the painting club - Xu Tui
There was a scar on the man's arm. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still spoke as casually as usual. He leaned slightly to look at her level, and gently tapped her forehead with his warm fingers. "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet! Be good... Don't be afraid."
Purpose: redemption