He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

There were few people downstairs in the dormitory early in the morning. The sunlight was soft, and the boy stood out conspicuously under the tree with his tall and straight figure and cold, sinister aura.

"Since you already know... then you should understand even more that we were just meant to be together, and that we were never meant to be."

"I mistook you for someone else at first, and I didn't have those kinds of feelings for you. When I said we should break up, it wasn't just a tantrum; I really wanted to end it."

"Here's the necklace back. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Sang Jiuning rattled off a string of words, then handed the necklace to him, her fingers clenching tightly, hoping he would accept it readily and let her go.

After waiting for a while without any response, she secretly glanced up and met Wen Zhaoci's deep gaze. His eyes were as black as a deep pool, staring straight at her, making her heart tremble. She quickly lowered her head again.

Wen Zhaoci didn't take the necklace. Instead, he took a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them. A sense of oppression immediately enveloped Sang Jiuning.

His voice was low and a little hoarse, each word striking Sang Jiuning's ear: "Sang Jiuning, I don't agree to break up."

So what if things turn out differently? So what if we're not a good match?

Sang Jiuning, don't even think about getting rid of him!

Wen Zhaoci's gaze fell heavily on her, on her fair face and her pink cherry lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Eyes facing each other.

Wen Zhaoci lowered his head, grabbed the back of her neck with one hand, and gently pulled her towards him, while putting his other arm around her back.

The force was a bit too strong, to prevent her from escaping.

Their lips touched.

It was only a fleeting moment, but afterwards it was accompanied by an overbearing and irresistible aggressiveness. As it lingered and lingered, it carried the unique, crisp pine scent of youth, instantly enveloping Sang Jiuning completely.

She froze, her mind went blank, and she even forgot how to breathe. The star necklace box on her fingertips fell to the ground with a "thud" before she could even react.

It wasn't until Wen Zhaoci released her, his fingertips still lightly brushing against the corner of her lips that were red from being kissed, that Sang Jiuning suddenly came to her senses. She grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pushed him away, panting heavily, her cheeks burning hot enough to cook an egg.

Sang Jiuning took two large steps back, her voice trembling slightly: "You...you're being a pervert!"

She's not clean anymore. In both her lives, she lost her first kiss, and the person she kissed was the male lead who should have been the female lead in this book.

Oh no! She's impure now, and the male lead is impure too. Will Su Qingyan despise Wen Zhaoci in the future?

Wen Zhaoci looked at her reddened eyes and tightly pursed lips, his Adam's apple bobbed again, and most of the pent-up frustration from before dissipated. His tone was still deep, but with an unconcealable hoarseness: "Baby, I don't agree to break up. This is your punishment."

He bent down to pick up the box at his feet, took out the star necklace, and put it around her neck. His fingertips inadvertently brushed against the side of her neck, causing Sang Jiuning to tremble.

"The necklace is yours now, and there's no reason to take it back." He looked up at her evasive eyes and spoke clearly, word by word, "Baby, your weekly meeting promise is void."

Wen Zhaoci paused, softened his voice, and raised his hand to ruffle her messy, unkempt hair. How could she be so cute?

"Go upstairs and change your clothes, I'll take you to eat wontons."

Sang Jiuning was stunned for two seconds, then went upstairs to change her clothes. It wasn't until she washed her face and the cold water splashed on her face that she fully woke up.

The reflection in the mirror showed her with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, clearly indicating that she had been bullied.

Sang Jiuning covered her burning face and stomped her feet to slowly lower the ridiculously high temperature. She cursed Wen Zhaoci eight hundred times in her heart. After cursing him, she couldn't help but think of the kiss with the cool pine scent just now, and her heart started pounding uncontrollably again, so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

Thankfully, it was quiet downstairs in the dormitory building just now, and no one saw anything.

After she slowly changed her clothes and came downstairs, Wen Zhaoci was leaning against a tree waiting for her. When he saw her come out, he naturally reached out to take her hand.

Sang Jiuning shrank back in fright, instinctively trying to dodge, but he precisely grabbed her wrist, his warm palm firmly enveloping her slightly cool hand, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

"Don't hide." Wen Zhaoci looked down at her, his tone firm and unyielding. "It's only natural for a boyfriend to hold his girlfriend's hand."

Sang Jiuning pursed her lips and didn't speak, as he pulled her towards the school gate. Her fingertips could touch the protruding knuckles on his wrist, and her heart started pounding wildly again.

She secretly glanced at his profile. The morning light fell on his straight nose, outlining his sharp jawline. He had been so domineering just moments before, but now his fingertips were applying very light pressure, as if afraid of hurting her.

Is it possible to break up in the future?

Forget it, forget it. Nothing else matters but eating. At least this whole Weng Zhicheng thing is a piece of cake now…

Sang Jiuning sighed, her fingertips twitching slightly as she accidentally hooked her hand around his.

Wen Zhaoci paused, turned his head to look at her, a faint smile spreading across his eyes. He deliberately tickled her palm with his fingertip, watching her ears turn red, and chuckled as he said, "Don't tease me, or I won't leave."

Sang Jiuning quickly clenched her fingers and turned her face to the side, pretending to look at the non-existent cat on the roadside.

The wind whipped the leaves of the sycamore trees along the roadside, making their intertwined shadows appear long and inseparable.

After finishing their wontons, the two of them stood downstairs at the dormitory building again.

Wen Zhaoci gently patted Sang Jiuning's head, her tone soft and tender: "My friend owns a hot spring resort, and they're having a get-together next weekend. All my buddies are bringing their girlfriends, and I've already told them. I'll bring you along."

Before Sang Jiuning could refuse, Wen Zhaoci spoke up again: "Go upstairs, I'll wait for you to go inside before I leave."

Then he gently hugged her from behind, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low voice, "I'll come find you tonight and take you to the new cake shop near the school gate."

The warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Sang Jiuning froze, even her nods becoming hesitant and stammering.

Back in her dorm, she started to regret it. Why had she agreed to go out together again that night? But she hadn't agreed to go to the hot spring resort.

Shaking her head, she took her CET-4 review materials to the library to practice questions. Tang Tongtong and her two friends were there too, and there was an empty seat next to her, so Sang Jiuning sat down next to Tang Tongtong.

Tang Tongtong glanced up at her, poked her arm with the pen handle, and whispered gossip with narrowed eyes, "Where did you go with Wen Shen so early in the morning? You're wearing that star necklace! Tell me, how far have things progressed between you two?"

The other two roommates immediately stopped writing. Qin Ying's gossipy eyes both drifted towards Sang Jiu Ning, while Su Qing Yan's eyes remained indifferent.

Sang Jiuning's ears turned red. She spread her review materials on the table and mumbled, "I just had breakfast at the school gate. It's nothing. How far can things go?"

"You're already wearing the necklace someone gave you, and you're still saying it's nothing?" Tang Tongtong smiled mischievously. "Your face is as red as an apple. Did you kiss her on the lips?"