She’s a little crazy, but she likes me. Since she likes me, for the time being, I will pretend that she isn’t. —— Zhang Lurang Zhang Lurang: “Meeting you was destined, but it was also a reward from heaven.” Excerpt: He passed by her side quietly. The tips of his hair seemed to be dripping, and the hair near his temples stuck to his cheeks. Droplets of water fell drop by drop from his ink-black hair; dyed with his hair color, for a moment, Su Zaizai thought that the water flowing down his hair would be just as black. His eyes were pitch-black, and against his clean pale face, they were especially eye-catching. Su Zaizai looked down at the umbrella in her hand, her eyes a little dazed. Then all of a sudden, the feeling of annoyance overcame her, accompanied by absurd thoughts. He must have done this on purpose, he must have known how attractive he looked. So, he got himself wet in the rain on purpose and passed by her on purpose. It was deliberately done… to seduce her…