In her previous life, Liu Jiyu failed to discern people clearly, and ultimately met a tragic end. Returning to the day when she was still thirteen, Liu Jiyu smiled as she manipulated those who had harmed her, holding them in the palm of her hand. However, when she turned around, she fell into that person’s embrace, pretending to be in pain. Mei Shuyu found it very strange that the girl who used to boss him around was now clinging to his sleeve and acting coquettish. Having grown up surrounded by dark and dirty affairs, his heart was filled with darkness. But in the depths of his heart, Liu Jiyu remained clean and pure, someone whom he couldn’t reach up to. She was the light he couldn’t touch. Whenever he tried his hardest to grab a hold of her, she would just sweetly smile at him and say, “I caught you!”
“You… just accept my apology, and that’s it.” The girl in front of him stood gracefully, her wet apricot eyes gazing back at him. Beneath those beautiful eyes was a prominent crimson mole. The young man’s adam-apple moved, his hand clenched tightly in his sleeve, and he calmly looked at her. “How do you intend to apologize?” The girl’s fair face wrinkled into a frown, she started to blush as she stuttered, “I… I can… give myself to you, is that okay?” With those words, the young man’s eyes deepened, then his cold thin lips covered hers. “I have been waiting for this day for a long time.”
