The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Zhong Xu's house is a small villa.

The rain is still heavy.

The villa was pitch black, with no lights on from the outside. Wen Yisheng followed her inside, and a cold and desolate atmosphere enveloped her.

The house was empty and deserted, lacking any human presence and appearing extremely desolate.

Wen Yisheng didn't ask any questions, and accepted the hot water and towel that Zhong Xu handed her: "Thank you."

Zhong Xu casually placed the black backpack containing the computer on the living room table, then led her upstairs and pushed open the door to a room filled with clothes, clearly Zhong Yue'er's walk-in closet.

He said, "You choose."

The clothes inside are all sweet and sexy style.

The fabric of the clothes looks expensive from afar.

Wen Yisheng stood outside the door, seemingly feeling somewhat restrained and uneasy because of the exquisite clothes.

"Um, do you have a dryer at home? I think I'll just wear my own clothes."

Zhong Xu didn't say much after hearing this, and took her directly to the laundry room on the first floor.

His clothes were also soaked by the rain, and his shirt was drenched in large areas.

Wen Yisheng looked at him and smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I made you get wet too."

She added, "I'll need a while to dry my clothes, so don't rush off. Why don't you go take a shower and change your clothes so you don't catch a cold?"

The girl's voice was sweet and clear, like a warm breeze caressing the heart, and her tone was full of sincere concern.

Zhong Xu remained silent for a moment, then nodded, his face still expressionless, before turning and going upstairs.

After he entered a room on the second floor, Wen Yisheng poked her head out from the laundry room.

Her gaze swept around, finally settling on the living room table. She then quickly walked over and pulled a small, silver-gray metal object resembling a USB flash drive from her bag.

Wen Yisheng looked up, cautiously glancing upstairs, then opened Zhong Xu's backpack on the table and took out the laptop. She turned it on.

He deftly inserted the small metal connector into the computer port.

There's a hidden little button on the side of the small metal screen. Press it, and instantly, the computer interface turns into rapidly scrolling green code.

The small metal will automatically generate a virus that invades the computer's main system and steals data within twenty seconds.

—Who knows?

This is a high-tech, high-crime, simple yet brutal little gadget.

It was designed by Wen Zhi specifically for more precise surveillance and spying on her phone and computer!

Before Wen Zhi lost his memory, during the time when the two were "dating", Wen Yisheng was afraid that he would go crazy, so she would always delete his chat history with other women in advance.

Of course, she had no improper relationship with any of the men in the group; they were all male mentors and male members of the group.

But later she discovered that Wen Zhi would still go crazy every time she deleted the chat history?

Later, during an intimate moment in bed, when he was relaxed and enjoying himself, she finally managed to get him to reveal that he secretly used this small metal device to recover the data she had deleted each time…

As for why?

Of course! He even suspects a female teacher of having ulterior motives towards her?!

Screw him, I still want to slap him to death just thinking about it.

This is insane!!

Her life was truly a mess under his control.

Twenty seconds is a short time, but in a tense moment on the front line, every second feels slow.

Wen Yisheng appeared remarkably calm, but as this was the first time she had committed such a theft, she was understandably nervous. She kept her eyes glued to a door on the second floor, fearing that Zhong Xu might suddenly appear.

My biggest worry is that what she wants might not be on this computer.

So all her efforts that night were for nothing.

Finally, after twenty seconds, the scrolling code on the computer screen disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

Wen Yisheng quickly unplugged the small metal device, shut down the computer, stuffed it back into his bag, and returned to the laundry room.

After doing all this, she was lucky enough not to be discovered. Leaning against the door to catch her breath, her heart finally settled down. She clutched the small metal object and hid it in her bag.

-

The rain had stopped when the two came out of the villa.

Zhong Xu also changed his clothes; his short hair was half wet, clearly indicating that he had just taken a shower.

He drove her back to school.

When they arrived at the school gate, Wen Yisheng called for the car to stop, but Zhong Xu frowned and didn't drive any further in.

Wen Yisheng unbuckled her seatbelt and smiled at him: "Thank you for today. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

She turned to leave.

Just as my hand grasped the door handle, there was a sudden "click," the car door clicking shut.

The car door was locked by the driver's side, and Wen Yisheng couldn't open it.

"...?"

She turned her head and looked at him blankly.

Zhong Xu's expression remained as indifferent as ever: "Time."

"What?" Wen Yisheng didn't understand at first.

"You said you'd treat me to dinner next time, what's the specific time?"

"..."

This puts her in a difficult position.

If the data Xiao Metal stole contains what she wants, why would she still want to have dinner with him?

Men who are obsessed with their sisters, please get as far away from me as possible.

"Uh, I have to work these two days," Wen Yisheng thought seriously for a moment, then waved her phone in her hand. "Okay, I'll check my schedule when I get back, and I'll contact you on WeChat once I confirm the time."

She gave him a sweet smile: "Hmm? Okay?"

Wen Yisheng has a refined and elegant appearance. When she is not smiling, she has a kind of holy and scholarly air. When she smiles, her eyebrows and eyes become more vivid and beautiful.

Zhong Xu frowned and looked away, his expression cold and unpleasant, seemingly impatient.

My heart skipped a beat.

"It's 7:30 in the evening," he glanced at his watch, his voice flat. "I haven't eaten, and neither have you."

The meaning is too obvious.

There's no time like the present, let's do it today.

Wen Yisheng choked for a moment, then gritted her teeth slightly:

Lying on the grass... In the second month of spring, the grass grows and the orioles fly...

After weighing the options, Wen Yisheng compromised: "Alright."

After dinner, it was almost nine o'clock. Wen Yisheng finally saw Zhong Xu off and returned to her dormitory.

There weren't many people at the school during the holidays.

It had just rained heavily, and the air was still humid, cool, and very comfortable.

Wen Yisheng carefully stepped through the puddles, and she couldn't help but think of Wen Zhi again.

It should be fine.

Because after she sent those messages, she took a quick look at them.

She saw that Wen Zhi had replied to her message, a short sentence:

[Sorry, don't reset it to zero, I want 100 points.]

Hmm? That's quite a twisted ambition.

Surprisingly, he actually believed it? It was somewhat unexpected that he was so easily fooled, yet it also seemed plausible?

Wen Zhi... was a highly intelligent freak in both his lives.

But don't forget, he's also extremely love-obsessed.

So he had the audacity to design such an outrageous little metal contraption just to monitor Wen Yisheng.

Wen Yisheng carefully stepped through the puddles. The warm yellow streetlights cast a thin layer of light on the ground, reflecting her figure.

The phone rang at that moment.

It was Wen Zhi calling.

...Uh, Wen Yisheng got extremely anxious as soon as she saw his number.

But if I don't answer soon, I'm afraid things will really escalate.

She took it, her voice soft: "Hello, is there something you need?"

After the call connected, there was a few seconds of silence on the other end, an eerie silence.

Wen Yisheng felt uneasy and looked around. Was he secretly following her?

"I'm sorry," came a voice from the other end.

The voice came through the phone, low and pleasantly husky: "I won't message you so often anymore, interfering with your life. Please don't lower my rating, okay?"

"..."

Wen Yisheng paused slightly, then breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed they hadn't been following her, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted this way.

Wen Yisheng walked towards the dormitory, giving a slightly haughty "hmm": "It depends on your performance. Don't bother me."

Wen Zhi responded with a soft "Mmm".

"Have you eaten?" he asked in a lazy, casual tone.

"have eaten."

Wen Zhi then asked, "Who did you eat with?"

Wen Yisheng frowned, almost wanting to hang up, but said firmly, "It's none of your business!"

"I don't care, I don't care about you, I don't care," came the calm voice from the other end.

"It rained heavily just now, and I got soaked on my way home. I just took a shower, so I was worried you might get wet while you eat."

Wen Yisheng didn't want to talk to him anymore and was about to hang up when he asked again, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yisheng had already staggered to the dormitory building.

With him at home, she didn't need to hold back and answered casually.

"Of course I'm sleeping in the dorm this late. I'm so sleepy, bye."

Suddenly, a deliberately lowered, strangely mocking laugh came from the other end: "Lying without batting an eye, I never would have guessed. You're really something."

Wen Yisheng's hand froze as she hung up the phone, her heart skipped a beat, and she shuddered.

What?

Wen Zhi's cold and sinister voice came again: "Turn your head, you little liar."

"..."

Wen Yisheng subconsciously turned her head to look behind her.

A person slowly emerged from the shadow of the sycamore tree behind her, holding an umbrella and quietly watching her.

Wen Yisheng's pupils widened; even with poor night vision, she recognized who it was at a glance.

忒。

She was so frightened that her hair stood on end, and she ran as fast as she could towards the dormitory building.

"Run? You dare to run?" Wen Zhi sneered, threw down his umbrella, and chased after him. "Try running again."

His face turned green.

He felt that not only his face was green, but his head was green too.

I stood there waiting for almost three hours, and I became a "waiting-for-wife stone".

It was clear that Wen Yisheng had been out having dinner and fooling around with some random man until late at night before returning home.

She has many secret lovers.

Wen Zhi is now so angry that he looks like a cuckolded husband who has caught his wife cheating.

Perhaps it was a survival instinct, but Wen Yisheng ran incredibly fast.

If the circumstances hadn't been so unfortunate, she could have even won the sprint championship at the Kyoto University Women's Games.

"Ah!" In the end, the person who caught up with her seized her life.

When Wen Yisheng was caught, she immediately struggled and flailed her limbs wildly.

"Let me go! What do you think you're doing in broad daylight? I screamed, I really screamed! Ah! Help!"

Wen Zhi covered her mouth with his hand, his breath coming in a fierce tone: "What are you yelling for? It's like I forced myself on you."