The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

The graduation ceremony concluded perfectly.

Wen Yisheng and Wen Zhi were twenty-two years old that year, which was the legal age for marriage.

Wen Zhi had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He had been insisting on getting a marriage certificate before, and Wen Yisheng had been pestered by him so much that she finally told him to "we'll talk about it after graduation" to shut him up.

So after returning home from the graduation party performance, Wen Zhi brought it up again that evening.

The bedside lamp cast a soft, dim yellow light in the darkness, its faint glow like scattered gold dust on her snow-white back.

The waistline has a tight and beautiful curve.

Wen Yisheng was exhausted at the time, with half of her face buried in the pillow, biting her lower lip so hard it seemed to bleed, just to keep herself from making any strange noises.

The bedroom is very cool.

Her jet-black hair was damp with sweat as she gasped softly.

Her cheeks and neck. Every inch of her smooth, porcelain-white skin took on a pale pink hue. Her moist, hazy, reddish eyes were slightly narrowed, and her fingers trembled frantically as she gripped the corner of the pillow.

"No... Wen Zhi..."

Like a soft sob begging for mercy.

Her soft, aggrieved voice only provoked him to become even more aggressive.

"Marry me?" Wen Zhi whispered in her ear, repeating those three words.

His voice was unusually hoarse.

The skin felt hot and dry when rubbed.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Wen Zhi remained patient, but he grabbed the person who was trying to escape, pulled her back by the waist, and bit her neck as punishment.

Like a dog.

Wen Yisheng's shoulders and neck trembled in pain. Wen Zhi chuckled briefly, and the vicious dog retracted its fangs, turning into a gentle lick.

He turned her over.

Wen Yisheng breathed heavily in his warm, strong arms.

Wen Zhi straightened up, looked at her, and repeated in a low, hoarse voice, "Marry me?"

Wen Yisheng raised her arm to shield her eyes, but a strong hand grabbed her slender white wrist and pressed it against her face.

"Are you sure you want to stay silent like this?" Wen Zhi's eyes revealed a hint of a wicked smile. "I can keep you occupied all night."

Wen Yisheng nearly fainted.

Tears blurred my vision.

She felt so wronged.

Who forces someone to marry them in bed? That's a really bad, perverted thing.

However, Wen Yisheng could not refuse in this situation.

She could barely speak coherently. Her breathing was fragmented, her arms clung to his shoulders but then slipped limply, her fingernails leaving uncontrollable red marks on his fair skin.

"Okay... let's get married..." she said haltingly, looking into those beautiful eyes.

-

The next day, Wen Yisheng had very little strength to get out of bed and did not go to work.

After graduating, in addition to dancing, she officially started working at Wen Zhi's company and rose from a low-level employee to become the private translator for President Wen.

So now it can be considered a "work injury".

Wen Zhi originally wanted to take her to get the marriage certificate immediately, but when he saw Wen Yisheng lying on the bed looking listless, he felt heartbroken and decided to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in a couple of days, repeatedly promising that he would never be so indulgent next time.

Wen Yisheng gave him a hard slap with a forced smile.

Wen Zhi knew full well what he had done to her the night before, and smiled as he leaned down to kiss her, urging her to put in more effort.

The two bickered for a while longer before Wen Yisheng noticed the time and urged him to go to the company. Wen Zhi reluctantly left the house.

In the afternoon, Wen Yisheng idly tidied up her things at home.

She was going to get her marriage certificate with Wen Zhi in a couple of days. She was both nervous and excited, and her mind kept wandering if she wasn't doing something.

then……

She found a box in the side bedroom where Wen Zhi used to live.

Wen Yisheng opened the box with suspicion and saw that inside was... a ballet music box?

Unlike the piano boy and ballet girl music boxes that Wen Zhi gave her that year, this music box looks noticeably outdated.

It's like the kind from over ten years ago, but it's very well preserved, without a single scratch.

Moreover, there was only a little girl wearing a ballet dress inside the crystal ball.

Wen Yisheng found it strange that Wen Zhi would collect this.

Just then, she suddenly remembered something.

Aunt Fanxing seems to have mentioned that she didn't know at first that Xiao Wenzhi was being used as an experimental subject by her older sister, who is also Wenzhi's mother. She was abroad when she was young and rarely returned to China.

Once, when she returned to China, she took her five-year-old son, Wen Zhi, out to play. However, her little nephew was unusually quiet and withdrawn. At the time, she only thought that her little nephew was shy and did not think of any other aspects.

That day, she took her nephew to the amusement park and stopped by the nearby Extraordinary Theater to meet a friend. Before she knew it, her nephew had disappeared.

She was extremely anxious, but fortunately, she soon found the child at an amusement park not far from the theater. There was also a little girl dressed in a swan dress next to her nephew.

She is crying.

My little nephew held onto the other person's hand tightly. Many of the details that followed have long since faded from memory.

Yu Fanxing only said that before she went abroad, she bought a music box and gave it to Xiao Wenzhi.

"..." Wen Yisheng came back to her senses and looked at the music box in her hand again, and she was now certain.

This is most likely the music box that Aunt Fanxing gave to Xiao Wenzhi seventeen years ago.

Wen Yisheng looked at the music box. Inside the crystal, a girl in a white dance dress stood on tiptoe like an elegant little swan.

but……

She always felt uneasy.

The amusement park...and the extraordinary theater that's very close by...

It seems to be the Wheat Field Amusement Park that Wen Zhi took her to?

Upon closer reflection and connecting all the clues, something was collapsing in Wen Yisheng's mind like a mountain falling down.

and so--

If I'm not mistaken, this story from seventeen years ago goes like this:

When Wen Zhi was a child, he went to the Extraordinary Theater with his aunt. The amusement park and the Extraordinary Theater were close to each other. There, he met a little girl wearing a ballet dress. They may have experienced something together in the amusement park.

Then, at such a young age, he started clinging to that person.

After the little girl left, his aunt bought him a music box that looked very much like the little girl in order to comfort him.

After that, the little girl accompanied Wen Zhi through the terrible childhood experiments.

That's why Wen Zhicai has a crush on and is obsessed with girls who dance ballet.

She has cherished and preserved this music box from seventeen years ago to this day, as if the little girl from eighteen years ago is still by her side.

Just over two years ago, Wen Zhi took his current girlfriend to Wheat Field Amusement Park.

He took his current girlfriend to reminisce about the place where he first met his first love!

As a result, Wen Yisheng had to realize a shocking and chilling truth.

The truth that she had been kept in the dark about in both her past and present lives.

She is Wen Yisheng.

She was just a stand-in for a little girl.

-

noon.

Wen Zhi came home from get off work.

The house is quiet.

Wen Yisheng sat on the living room sofa, seemingly lost in thought, and didn't even hear him come back through the door.

Wen Zhi's eyes curved into a smile, and he walked over, saying, "Did you miss me?"

But he paused, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, when he saw the music box she was holding.

Wen Yisheng blinked her sore eyes, looked up at him, and asked directly, "What is this?"

Wen Zhi was unaware of how serious the situation had become.

He sat down, reached out and put his arm around Wen Yisheng's waist, wanting to hug her first, since being apart for a morning had been hard for him: "Why did you dig this out? This is from when I was little..."

"Don't touch me." But Wen Yisheng remained completely indifferent, sitting on the other side of the sofa to avoid his touch.

Her gaze towards him was complex, as if she were looking at a cold, unfamiliar person, yet it also seemed to conceal her grievances and sadness.

Wen Zhi paused, his expression freezing instantly, startled by the resistance in her eyes.

Wen Yisheng took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and placed the music box on the coffee table: "I've already guessed where this thing came from. Don't speak yet, I'll ask you a question before you answer."

"Ah Sheng...hold me." Wen Zhi wouldn't listen; he just wanted to be close to her and hold her to put his mind at ease.

You should know that he couldn't stand even the slightest rejection from Wen Yisheng.

Her slender body was curled up on the sofa, but of course she couldn't resist his strength and was hugged tightly.

Wen Yisheng felt his body temperature and breath, and her eyes reddened a little. His infatuated and affectionate appearance now only made her feel ironic and heartbroken.

Wen Yisheng is not a willful person.

If it's just a little girl appearing in Wen Zhi's life, even if she's very important, it doesn't matter; she understands.

But Wen Zhi took her to that weird amusement park.

This completely changes the nature of the situation.

He truly saw her as the ballet girl from seventeen years ago, which is why all of this happened.

The obsession, tenderness, and love he gave her were simply because she resembled someone else.

Wen Yisheng leaned weakly on his shoulder, giving a self-deprecating laugh: "What kind of existence is the little girl in the music box to you? Redemption? The light that pulled you out of the darkness? Is that it?"

"Ah Sheng..."

Wen Yisheng interrupted him with her eyes closed: "You just need to answer yes or no."

Perhaps it's because I have a clear conscience.

Wen Zhi has not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.

He thought Wen Yisheng was jealous, which was quite strange, and he was secretly pleased.

"...Yes," he replied.

Wen Yisheng felt a lump in her throat, and tears almost fell.

She could no longer control her emotions and, with all her might, raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

This time, unlike the previous minor squabbles, it was a real slap, so powerful that Wen Yisheng's hand went numb from the impact.

Wen Zhi's face turned to the side after being slapped, and the little bit of smugness in his heart was immediately extinguished. Five red finger marks immediately appeared on his fair cheek, burning with pain.

Wen Yisheng raised her hand, her fingers trembling as she pointed at him: "You bastard! No wonder... no wonder... what did you take me for, a substitute...?"

Wen Zhi froze for a moment, then panicked when he saw the tears on Wen Yisheng's face.

"No, how could that be..." He reached out to wipe away her tears.

Wen Yisheng avoided the question, heartbroken, and said, "I understand you. It's normal for others to have a first love, an ex-lover, or a white moonlight, but you're different. Your feelings are too extreme. You only give them to one person. Before me, you had already given them to someone else. In your heart, I'm just a comforting substitute. Don't deny it. Dare you say you didn't scheme against me because I resembled the girl in the music box?!"

"Let's break up." Wen Yisheng said these two words decisively.

At that moment, she didn't think about the consequences, nor did she care whether Wen Zhiting would go crazy or what.

She was furious and heartbroken. It was all so ridiculous.

Wen Zhi's expression changed several times. But when he heard those two words, his face turned icy cold.

"It's you, always and always. It's always been you." His voice was gentle and deep, but the last sentence revealed suppressed resentment. "Don't say those two words, or I'll get angry."