The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wei Lan and Wen Yisheng were in the same department and had a very important required course at 8 a.m.

Early winter in Beijing was already quite cold. Modern college students relied entirely on willpower to get up early. Wei Lan wandered to school, still half asleep, lingering in her warm bed.

But now, she's incredibly energetic, like she's been given a stimulant.

Wen Zhi's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

Wei Lan screamed and grabbed Wen Yisheng's arm: "What's going on? You and Wen Xueshen are really together? Who made the first move? How long has it been? How far have we gone? You've already kissed, have you done anything else?"

"How's Wen Xueshen's physique? How many abs does he have?"

"...Is it big? Can you tell me, hehe."

Wei Lan is just like her appearance: she has very short hair that exposes her ears, is flamboyant and unrestrained, and has a very big sister demeanor in front of a group of young girls. She is quite fiery in her words and actions towards relatives and friends.

"..." Wen Yisheng's expression was clearly annoyed, completely lacking the sweet happiness of being in love.

"Poor physique, no abs, small, weak."

She blurted out three negatives in one go, and they were the kind that would be devastating to a man's self-esteem.

Wei Lan was shocked and instantly understood Wen Yisheng's agitated mood: "My God."

Wen Zhi's figure hadn't completely disappeared from sight as he walked ahead. His tall, slender, refined, and upright back was quite a sight to behold from afar, inspiring much imagination.

"You can't tell at all..."

"As expected, God doesn't allow anyone to be too perfect. Wen Xueshen is excellent in every way, but in that aspect..." Wei Lan stopped talking, sighed, and didn't finish her sentence.

small.

还。

virtual.

This……

I express my deepest sympathy for Comrade Wen Yisheng.

Wei Lan took a deep breath, put his arm around her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "But thankfully, you two are just dating now, and haven't reached the point of marriage yet."

"Listen to me, sister. If a man isn't good enough, it's better to dump him as soon as possible. Even though Wen Xueshen is rich and handsome, he can't give you happiness. There are so many high-quality men pursuing you, why don't we pick one that works?"

"..." Wen Yisheng was stunned and couldn't help but blush slightly.

She said that on purpose out of anger, to slander someone and vent her frustration.

She couldn't take Wei Lan's straightforward and sincere advice anymore.

—What if Wen Zhi finds out that she said that about him…

Wen Yisheng's face paled again, and certain indescribable images flashed through her mind.

Although he hadn't yet overcome the final hurdle, he had already tormented her in countless ways before...

"Lanlan," Wen Yisheng paused, then instructed, "You absolutely must not tell anyone else about this."

Wei Lan nodded knowingly, smiling meaningfully: "I understand, I understand. I will absolutely not go around spreading rumors about Wen Xueshen's inability to perform. We still need to respect his personal health."

Hidden illness.

~

The last long class in the afternoon ended at 5:30.

Ye Hehua was in the Department of Mathematics. Wen Yisheng took the campus bus to the Science Complex to meet Ye Hehua.

After getting off the bus, Wen Yisheng saw two tall, thin boys with Ye Hehua.

Upon closer inspection, Wen Yisheng recognized him as Lu Zhizhou? Xie Yu?

She stepped forward, shielding Ye Hehua behind her, and fixed her wary gaze on Lu Zhizhou: "What are you doing? Why did you come to our school and keep bothering me with drawing?"

Lu Zhizhou performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination, but he was still far from being admitted to Peking University, barely passing the admission line of the neighboring Tsinghua University, which was slightly less competitive.

The two universities are close to each other, and he often comes over to hang out and audit classes.

"Little Sheng Sheng?" Lu Zhizhou was clearly surprised to see her, and looked her up and down several times.

Very well, he didn't lose any arms or legs, so Wen Zhi isn't too depraved.

Wen Yisheng could easily see through his gaze, and immediately felt a surge of anger. Lu Zhizhou clearly knew that he had been imprisoned by Wen Zhi.

Sure enough, Wen's friends are all no good!

"Let's go paint. Don't pay any attention to him. You should avoid people like that, you know? You might get led astray."

Ye Hehua, with her curly hair and still wearing thick glasses, nodded woodenly.

Lu Zhizhou burst into laughter upon seeing it, grabbing Ye Hehua's curly hair: "Why are you nodding like that? Am I not your boyfriend?"

"Don't you know whether I'm bad or not? You heartless bastard."

Wen Yisheng was stunned; her mind went blank, as if a broken machine had short-circuited.

Feeling it was absurd, she chuckled softly: "Lu Zhizhou, what nonsense are you spouting about boyfriends..."

Her eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief. "Boyfriend?! Impossible!"

Lu Zhizhou pouted. He was annoyed.

"Why not? Little Sheng Sheng, you're just... being insensible."

"You're not allowed to say that." Wen Yisheng was extremely agitated and glared at Lu Zhizhou.

Lu Zhizhou shut up, suspecting that the two of them really had a lesbian relationship, otherwise why would they be so excited?

As expected, Wen Zhi had a sharp eye and saw it from the very beginning.

Fortunately, we took precautions early.

Wen Yisheng grabbed Ye Hehua's hand and asked urgently, "The painting is fake. Lu Zhizhou is talking nonsense. You didn't date him."

"Or... was she forced by him? Right? That must be it."

Lu Zhizhou rolled his eyes slightly as he listened.

Do you think all men are as perverted as your brother Wen Zhi?

Ye Hehua's eyes flickered slightly behind her glasses as she quickly glanced at Xie Yu, who remained quiet and indifferent.

She met Wen Yisheng's clear eyes and nodded slightly, a little guilty: "Sheng Sheng, Lu Zhizhou isn't lying, he's... my boyfriend now."

Xie Yu, who had seemed detached from the whole thing, stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

—Boom. Something collapsed in Wen Yisheng's mind.

How could her noble and pure academic genius be ruined by a carefree academic slacker like Lu Zhizhou!

"What happened? What happened while I was gone...?"

She was about to faint from sadness, but instead of falling to the ground, she collapsed into a warm embrace.

Wen Zhi appeared behind her without her noticing.

He reached out and gently pulled her close, catching her slender waist. His voice was gentle and chuckled as he asked, "How old are you, little one? How come you still fall down?"

Wen Yisheng was stunned for a moment, and the dizziness caused by her shock and grief disappeared instantly.

She pushed Wen Zhi away, creating more than a meter's distance between them, and politely said, "Thank you."

Wen Zhi seemed oblivious to her thoughts. He grabbed her hand, forcefully inserting his fingers between hers and holding hers tightly.

He looked down at her, his voice low and teasing: "Why are you pretending not to know me? It's like we're having an affair. Everyone here knows you're mine."