The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

"Lock it up."

The voice lingered in my mind like a demonic curse.

The alarm rang, and Wen Yisheng finally woke up, opening her eyes abruptly.

In her dream, Wen Zhi's true colors from her past life were revealed. At that time, the two were undoubtedly in love, and she thought those were sweet words of love for her. But later, Wen Zhi really locked her up.

It's all in the past," Wen Yisheng shook her head, trying to kick Wen Zhi's wicked face out of her mind.

She knew that Wen Zhi actually had a severe, even pathological, obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

In the hospital, in front of so many people, she tacitly acknowledged her relationship with Qi Lin. The amnesiac Wen Zhi would definitely no longer have any sexual interest in her.

Wen Yisheng was certain because he would feel that the place had been touched by other men was dirty.

~

Wen Yisheng's application for school accommodation has been approved, and she checked out of the hotel and moved to the school today.

She didn't have much luggage, but it was still quite a hassle to carry it herself. The budget hotel didn't even have an elevator, so she had to drag two suitcases down from the fifth floor.

I had to stop and rest on the next floor to stretch my sore arms. Just as I was about to continue, someone came towards me.

Qi Lin took the suitcase and smiled, "Sister, let me help you."

"...Huh? How did you know I live here?" Wen Yisheng asked, slightly wary.

Thanks to Wen Zhi, I'm really afraid of guys who love to laugh. They may have a smile on their face, but who knows what kind of scary things they might be thinking inside?

"Sister Lan told me that I should come and fulfill my responsibilities as a boyfriend."

"Uh..." Wen Yisheng paused for a moment, then met his eyes: "Qi Lin, thank you for helping me in the hospital room last time, but I have no other feelings for you."

"I know, it's okay, that's why I'm pursuing you."

Qi Lin was taller than her. He lowered his eyes and suddenly leaned closer, their noses almost touching in that instant: "Sister, can you give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"

Qi Lin has a youthful appearance, with an air of arrogance in his eyes and brows.

Wen Yisheng stepped back, genuinely a little afraid of this persistent man: "Don't be like this, I don't like younger men, there's no possibility between us."

Having learned from past mistakes, she dared not say anything harsh, fearing that Qi Lin was also the type like Wen Zhi who would turn evil when provoked.

I only ever saw you as a younger brother.

Qi Lin's dark, bright puppy eyes made him look docile: "Okay, I'll listen to you, sister. Don't be nervous. I won't force you like Wen Zhi did."

"I won't do that." He sensed Wen Yisheng's nervousness.

Wen Yisheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled knowingly; she was being too sensitive. One pervert like Wen Zhi was enough for the world.

Qi Lin escorted her to her school dormitory. After tidying up her room, the two left the school together. Wen Yisheng planned to treat him to a meal to thank him.

Qi Lin possessed a quality that Wen Yisheng greatly admired; that feeling of freedom and purity made her feel very comfortable.

As the two left the school, a boy in a wheelchair appeared in their path.

When Wen Yisheng saw that face from afar, her heart raced, and she instinctively turned around and wanted to run away.

"Sister, it's alright, I'm here." Qi Lin grasped her trembling hand.

Wen Yisheng's panicked heart calmed down a bit.

It wasn't that she was afraid.

This is a fucking subconscious bodily reaction!!

Also, how much does Wen Zhi love learning that he comes to school even in a wheelchair? What a role model and academic genius!

The bodyguard in the suit followed behind the boy in the wheelchair and had already come over to Wen Yisheng.

"What a coincidence." Wen Zhichong smiled gently at the two of them.

Wen Yisheng adjusted her expression and looked over.

The weather at the end of April was neither too hot nor too cold. Wen Zhi was wearing a simple black coat, a white shirt underneath, long pants, and black boots.

He sat in a wheelchair, his face pale and sickly from previous hospital stays, yet his presence was strong. He had excellent bone structure and delicate facial features, and in the sunlight, he exuded a refined yet frail beauty.

He asked with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"Let's eat." Qi Lin gave a fake smile, took Wen Yisheng's hand, and prepared to walk around him.

Wen Zhi's gaze fell almost imperceptibly on the two people's clasped hands. His expression remained unchanged, but the fingertips gripping the armrests of the wheelchair tightened subtly.

"What a coincidence, I'm a little hungry too."

"..."