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

Regarding whether Chen Dan had a conscience, Liang Zhou Yue had no status to delve deeply into it. She was concerned about the girl's health, and merely bringing her own good intentions was enough.


In contrast, she had left Jiang Li hanging for an entire day without providing a clear reason.


The next day at noon, after class, Liang Zhou Yue invited Jiang Li out, not to the school but to a café outside campus.


Jiang Li arrived quite late. Upon entering and seeing Liang Zhou Yue sitting by the window, he looked surprised, "Why so serious?"


Liang Zhou Yue gestured with her chin to the seat opposite her, signaling him to sit down first.


After the man sat down, she smiled sweetly and lifted her face, her tone was clearly coquettish, "I asked you out on a date, of course, it's formal."


Such a candid meeting opportunity was rare in school, even like a daydream.


Chapter 78: Visiting the Sick