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 looking back, it was Liang Zhouyue who had made the decision in the midst of an interview.


The ex-girlfriend Jiang Li spoke of was her, and he certainly hadn't let go of her. She could clearly sense that Jiang Li told her so much of his heart because he had ulterior motives.


He might still be angry at her for initiating the breakup years ago.


Right then, Liang Zhouyue stood at Jiang Li's house door, took out her cellphone, and made a purely personal decision, "Did you change your WeChat? Let's add each other again."


Jiang Li stood there watching her, neither agreeing nor declining.


Liang Zhouyue felt a bit awkward under his gaze and deliberately shook her phone, fabricating an argument, "Two years ago, when you wanted to add me on WeChat, I gave it to you. You can't be that stingy now, can you?"


Hearing this, Jiang Li smiled, shaking his head helplessly with a leisurely tone, "I haven't changed it, it's still the same one."


Chapter 107: Why Are You Jealous?