Cheng Zhiyuan was as graceful as jade, learned and profound, and passionately devoted to the medical profession, sharing common topics and pursuits with Qiao Ran.
From their joint preparation for the "Medical Competition" over the past few days, it was clear they would be the most envied and revered couple in the medical community if they were together.
Everything was going according to his plan, but why did that unintentional kiss make his heart feel as though it were being torn apart, even breathing was painful?
The bustling night scene before his eyes became a blur as Wen Shimo raised a hand to wipe his eyes, only to surprisingly find a crystal-clear droplet sliding down the back of his hand.
Was he crying?
Had he actually cried?
"Wen Shimo, men bleed not tears; what kind of man are you?"
As Wen Shimo scolded himself for not being a man, a red car with its engine at full throttle 'whooshed' by in front of him, closely followed by another black car speeding at the same rate.