Seventeen Vine Moon

Jiang Li first met Liang Zhou Yue while she was uncomfortably dressed in a gown, hiding in his resting room to adjust her attire. 
Seeing him, she became so nervous that she couldn't pull up the zipper, her embarrassment palpable. 
That day, Jiang Li felt an unusual tug at his heartstrings and helped her with the zipper twice. 
Upon their next encounter, he was the campus prince, and she was everyone's darling. 
He played basketball on the field, while she, in her flowing dress, sat in her boyfriend's passenger seat. 
It was then that Jiang Li understood he had to see things through to the bitter end. 
To seize love forcefully, to take advantage of her vulnerability. 
After all, such a beautiful woman should naturally belong to him. 

Liang Zhou Yue never thought she would be liked by a man five years her junior. 
He was rebellious, cold, proud, and remote, but he always responded to her every request. 
On a hot summer day, Liang Zhou Yue was stopped by a downpour at the entrance of the teaching building, with swirling filthy water and sludge on the steps below. 
As she worried about how to return to her dorm, a man's rigid spine bent in front of her. 
Jiang Li's tone was always so languid, casually stirring distress: "Sister, I'm afraid you're scared. I especially came to carry you home today." 
In that moment, Jiang Li, who had never gotten close to a girl before, submitted to her before everyone.

Deliberate Infatuation

The sudden encounter with Ruan Yu influenced Liang Zhouyue's joyful mood as she was on her way to the gym.


Now, her impression of Chen Dan had greatly diminished, his careless attitude towards women truly choked her.


And Jiang Li was Chen Dan's best friend.


In an instant, Liang Zhouyue felt overwhelmingly complex emotions. Looking out of the car window, she suddenly had some negative thoughts—could today's Ruan Yu become her future self?


Could men like Chen Dan and Jiang Li, who had both looks and family background, truly stay for a woman?!


Jiang Li held her hand, offering comfort in an unspoken way.


Liang Zhouyue didn't respond to his gesture, letting him grasp her fingertips and stroke them.


Jiang Li stiffened at her words, then looked at her with concern. After a brief glance, he looked away, and in a low voice, he said, "I am not tired."


Chapter 77 Heartless