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

At that moment, Jiang Li knelt on one knee with an engagement ring in hand for the marriage proposal to Liang Zhouyue, everything had come so unexpectedly.


Liang Zhouyue had recently faintly sensed that he was about to propose, but she had never expected it would be on a day when the two went out for a date; she had guessed it would happen at home.


The girl hadn't yet come out of the astonishment from the roses and the diamond ring, Jiang Li looking up at her, his expression firm and sincere, "Zhouzhou, will you marry me?"


He had already prepared to spend the rest of his life with her, ready to take on the responsibility of caring for her through life.


Love may have arrived late, but its ultimate destination was always to be together until the end.


Jiang Li had never felt as nervous as he did at that moment, not even during the most critical competitions had his heart beat as fast.


Chapter 150: Crying in the Evening, Quite Appropriate to the Setting