It rains heavily and the alley is dirty. Shen Wei stubbed out the scarlet cigarette butt between his fingers and coldly revealed the bloodiest secret of Zhou Yan, the new male god on campus. One second ago, he was still a cold Shura who controlled life and death. The crisp sound of broken finger bones was mixed with screams. Blood spots were splashed on his pale face. His eyes were like a cold abyss that froze all things. The next second he turned around, his thick eyelashes were instantly covered with crumbling tears, and his wet black hair stuck to his forehead. He whispered in a broken and trilling voice, as if he had been abandoned by the world: "Sister... They bullied me..."
The corner of Shen Wei's mouth curled up with a cold arc, and there was no wave in his eyes: "Have you pretended enough?"
She is Shen Wei, the famous cold and charming sister of T University. Insight is her blade, alienation her armor. Zhou Yan, this transfer student with the aura of "god of study" and a gentle and harmless smile, was showing the ultimate contrast in front of her at this moment, like a gorgeous poison-quenched dagger, which was both dangerous and exuding heart-stopping temptation.
However, Zhou Yan's "performance" has just begun. In the cold rain, he waited for two hours downstairs in her dormitory with his breakfast in his arms. His wet hair rubbed against the corner of her clothes, and his eyes were like a lost puppy: "Sister Wei, don't hate me..." Shen Wei pinched his delicate chin, feeling the tight strength under his docile appearance with her fingertips, and said provocatively: "Zhou Yan, how fierce are you in beating a disabled person?" He suddenly lowered his head, put his warm lips against her cold fingertips, and bit her lightly. His voice was vague but possessive and unmistakable: "I will only be good to you."
This is a dangerous game with startling steps. Zhou Yan, in front of others, is a flawless "milk dog" junior student, but behind the scenes, he is a cruel and secretive heir. His double life is like walking on a blade, and Shen Wei is the only "blade" he longs to get close to and is willing to bow to. He stubbornly acted dependent and affectionate in front of her, weaving the most sophisticated net with the most innocent eyes, trying to capture the only light he longed for in the dark world.
Shen Wei saw through his carefully disguised vulnerability and understood the paranoia and control beneath his gentle smile. She was like a dancer holding a sharp knife, calmly walking around the edge of the sweet trap he had set. Every temptation, every confrontation, is like kissing a sharp blade - knowing the danger, but feeling the shuddering attraction in the cold touch. He is a deadly storm that suddenly breaks into her peaceful campus life. Can she tame this dangerous "evil wolf" while guarding her heart from being hurt by the poisonous blade named "Zhou Yan"?
Intention: Dangerous love is a poison-quenching blade, and willingness to perish is also a sober taming.