The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Summer vacation is over, time to go back to school.

Wen Yisheng chose humanities, and the academic pressure became heavy in her second year of university. However, since she picked up dance again, she wants to pursue her life goals through dance.

Given her professional abilities, it's actually a real shame from other perspectives. With a little effort, she could have achieved great things after graduation, whether she chose to pursue further studies or enter the workforce.

But she loves dancing and wants to make it her lifelong pursuit. What can withstand the test of time better than passion?

If her parents were still alive, they would definitely support her choice.

Of course, I can't neglect my major courses either. It's just that the pressure is a little less.

However, after the results of the first monthly exam in her sophomore year came out, Wen Yisheng's ranking dropped a few places compared to before.

Wen Yisheng is in Class 2.

Wen Zhi is in Class 1, and the two classes are actually separated by a long corridor.

When the report card came out, Wen Zhi didn't pay attention to his own grades, but went to the bulletin board to check his grade ranking.

"..." His gaze was fixed on Wen Yisheng's ranking, which had dropped by at least ten places.

"Wow, that's awesome! Zhi-ge is number one in the grade again." Lu Zhi-zhou's tone was arrogant, as if he were the one who got first place.

Looking down, without fail, Ye Hehua is second, and Xie Yu is third.

Lu Zhizhou glanced at Ye Hehua's ranking, a smug smile playing on his lips. "My painstaking supervision was worth it; Xiao Hehua didn't disappoint me."

Xie Yu frowned and glanced at him: "You're sick."

"You're the one who's fucking crazy! If I didn't go to Class One every day to push you guys to study, could you three giants have maintained this level of performance?!"

Lu Zhizhou shouted with righteous indignation.

Completely ignoring Xie Yu's strange expression.

"Before you start patting yourself on the back, take a look at your own achievements," Xie Yu said coldly.

Lu Zhizhou, nonchalant and carefree, kept looking down, ever downwards. He finally found himself at the bottom of his class.

He said nonchalantly, "Perfect, let Xiaohe draw up some lessons for me."

"Have some shame, stop causing trouble for others." Xie Yu coldly tossed out these words and left.

Lu Zhizhou got angry, kicked him in the back, turned around and said to Wen Zhi, "Brother Zhi, do you think Xie Yu has been eating shit lately? He talks so rudely, like he's targeting me. He doesn't even give me a nice look when I go to Class 1."

Wen Zhi ignored him, his dark and uncertain eyes sweeping over the report card before he bypassed the crowd and turned to walk towards the teaching building.

"What's going on? Wen Zhi is acting strangely." Lu Zhizhou shrugged.

Turning around, I saw several first-year high school boys following a boy with short haircuts on the main road of the campus.

It looked like a bunch of kittens surrounding a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"Brother Lin, what would you like to drink? It's on me."

Lu Zhizhou was used to this; his cousin was well-connected everywhere.

"Qilin, what are you doing?"

Lu Zhizhou walked over, acting nonchalant and putting on airs.

Qi Lin called out "Brother," and his group of underlings behind him quickly followed suit, calling him "Brother" as well. Lu Zhizhou waved his hand, telling them to disperse.

He put his arm around Qi Lin's shoulder and led him to the bulletin board: "Wow, you little Qilin, you've already gathered a bunch of followers in just one month since school started."

Qi Lin replied lazily, "A few friends."

"Not bad, first in the grade." Lu Zhizhou glanced at the report card, his tone tinged with envy.

"It's alright," Qi Lin said.

"..." Lu Zhizhou was furious. The two were cousins, and it was inevitable that the elders in the family would compare them. Whenever they brought up the topic of comparison, Lu Zhizhou was the one who was belittled.

"By the way, it's been a month, have you found your sister yet?" Lu Zhizhou was determined to rub salt in his wound.

Qi Lin remained expressionless: "No."

"Oh ho ho, looks like we weren't meant to be. His first love died before it even started. Tsk tsk, poor little Qilin."

Qi Lin looked at him with the kind of caring gaze one would give someone with intellectual disabilities.

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It's recess now, and Wen Yisheng doesn't like to leave the classroom except for necessary activities. She also doesn't eat in the cafeteria, so her presence is minimal.

Wei Lan also chose a humanities major, and the two were in the same class.

"Sheng Sheng, are you really sure you want to take the art exam? It's a bit of a shame with your grades." As soon as get out of class ended, Wei Lan squeezed out Wen Yisheng's deskmate and sat down herself.

"Shh," Wen Yisheng covered her lips with one hand, "Keep it a secret, don't tell anyone yet."

Why?

Several surprised exclamations suddenly rang out from the back of the classroom.

Wen Yisheng subconsciously turned around to look.

Wen Zhi had already walked up behind her, ignoring the surprised looks and discussions around him: "Come out for a moment."

"Wen Zhi, is something wrong...?" Wen Yisheng asked anxiously, unwilling to move at all.

In public, she still pretended that she didn't know him well.

Wen Zhi wanted to laugh. They were already sleeping together, so why bother with all this pretense?

But he had to hold back. He glanced at her, then turned and left the classroom.

Wen Zhi walked down the corridor, taking out his phone to type and send her a WeChat message.

"Come out, I need to talk to you."

"Three minutes, or I'll go to your classroom."

Upon receiving the message, Wen Yisheng bit her lip and said to Wei Lan, "I'm going to the restroom."

The library, third floor of the less popular book section.

When Wen Yisheng arrived, Wen Zhi was sitting on a bench, holding a book in his hand and looking down at it.

"What do you need me for?"

Wen Zhi closed the book, looked up at her, his expression indifferent, "Your grades have dropped."

"Hmm...I know."

But it's not a big problem; it's normal for grades to fluctuate at this stage.

Wen Zhi also understood this principle.

What he really wanted to ask was...

"Are you hiding something from me?"

The minds and perceptions of madmen are always more acute than those of ordinary people.

Wen Yisheng was taken aback, her eyes flickered slightly, "No, why do you ask?"

Wen Zhi stared straight at her with his pale eyes, as if observing the truthfulness of her words.

After a long pause, he smiled and said, "Alright."

"Come here." He gently pulled her hand, and Wen Yisheng sat down next to him.

Summer clothing is thin.

Her legs were pressed tightly against his. Their body heat rubbed against each other through their school uniform pants.

Wen Yisheng felt uncomfortable and wanted to distance herself, but Wen Zhi had already reached out.

He stretched out his arm, loosely encircled her waist, and then reached around to grab her hand.

"Wen Zhi..." Wen Yisheng called out to him in a slightly flustered manner, her voice trembling.

She didn't want this to happen and pushed his hand away in resistance.

Wen Zhi smiled, not seeing anything wrong with the position at all. "What's wrong? Why are you reacting so strongly? Can't I even hold your hand?"

She pushed him, but he just kept grabbing her. The two were secretly competing.

The result, of course, was a decisive victory for Wen Zhi.

He forcefully inserted his five fingers between hers, only satisfied when their hands were intertwined: "Ah Sheng, you've been acting strange lately. Do you hate your brother now?"

Wen Yisheng froze, and did not answer.

This intimacy completely exceeded the boundaries of brotherhood.

Wen Yisheng understood. Deep down, she knew that this kind of intimate behavior was very inappropriate.

She would also subconsciously feel aversion, resistance, and even fear, and want to escape.

When did it start?

Wen Zhi would suddenly hug her from behind, wipe her mouth while she ate, lightly touch the back of her hand with his fingers, whisper in her ear, and perform many other intimate gestures.

"Because Ah Sheng is the younger sister, that's why her brother treats her this way."

"Have you ever seen me treat other girls like this?"

"There's no right or wrong, because I only have one sister, Ah Sheng. Holding your hand or hugging you is just an expression of an older brother's love."

This is how he explained it when Wen Yisheng offended him.

"Brother's Love"