If You Don't Love Me, Then Die

■Sick love | Twisted relationship | Everyone is a villain

■Hypocritical bad woman x gloomy, masochistic mad dog

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In the eyes of others, Wen Zhimin came from a distinguished family. She was gentle, kind, refined, quiet, and at the top of her class. Everyone looked up to her like the bright moon.

Until Qi Zhiheng appeared and stole everyone's attention.

Qi Zhiheng came from a poor family, but he was polite and mild-mannered, never arrogant or servile. He seemed like a perfect genius, sweeping up every award and holding firmly to first place.

Wen Zhimin watched Qi Zhiheng from the shadows, jealousy and hatred blazing in the darkness.

After that, someone put glue on Qi Zhiheng's seat and bugs in his water. He was beaten and bullied.

But Wen Zhimin always stood in front of him like the moon.

Just as if following a script, the boy fell for her, and naturally came to love her. Then she stopped pretending, slapped him hard, and threw him away like garbage.

"You didn't really think I'd fall in love with you, did you? You're not good enough for me, Qi Zhiheng." She tore away her innocent facade, looking down at him as she mocked him with a sneer.

She had taken her revenge and thought it was over.

But Wen Zhimin noticed that her memory was getting worse. Her skirts started disappearing, and things she used were always going missing.

She felt as if pairs of damp, gloomy eyes were watching her.

Then she found all her things in Qi Zhiheng's room.

Photos, portraits, clothes, packed in everywhere. There was even the collar she'd made him wear when she humiliated him and the whip she'd used to beat him.

His notebook was filled with her name. At the end, he had written: "Xiaomin loves me so much. I'm so happy."

Wen Zhimin fled in a panic.

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Years later, Wen Zhimin showed up at a class reunion with her new boyfriend. Surrounded by everyone, Qi Zhiheng stared fixedly at her, looking clean-cut, refined, and gentle.

Wen Zhimin turned to flee, but Qi Zhiheng blocked her way like a ghost.

Qi Zhiheng kept advancing, forcing her back. He smiled with a sick intensity. "Miss, got yourself a new dog to play with?"

Wen Zhimin backed away, frowning in disgust. Just like back then, she raised her hand and slapped him sharply across the face.

"You're really insane."

But Qi Zhiheng only smiled, seizing her hand. "I am. So why not take pity on me and play with me? This mad dog will die without your love."

Theme: Care about children's mental health and reject oppressive, rote education.