"Remember, besides kissing, don't let me do anything more excessive to you. If I ever want to, you can hit me to wake me up. Understand?"

Fang Wei burst into tears, and a strong sense of sorrow exploded in the air. Her sobbing and fragility seemed to instantly penetrate Ying Tong's heart, making something in her chest ache and feel uncomfortable. Unable to bear it, she reached out and gently embraced Fang Wei in her arms.

It seemed as if Ying Tong was the victorious one, and Fang Wei was the one who got injured.

The person who was clearly the one who just committed violence is now crying so pitifully.

Ying Tong's momentary anger was instantly dissipated, replaced by nothing but gentle patience and tolerance. She tenderly comforted the person crying in her arms at this very moment.

"Why are you crying?"

Ying Tong patiently waited for her emotions to calm down. As soon as Fang Wei wiped away her tears, he burst into laughter.

"I'm hungry."

Fang Wei's hint of starting to act like a rogue.

"Okay, then let's go eat something first."

Ying Tong couldn't get angry at someone who had just been immersed in sadness, and even worried that Fang Wei's smile now was forced. So, she let her hold her hand tightly and went to the cafeteria together to eat.

Fang Wei's eating manners were not great, but she had a huge appetite. Ying Tong had been wanting to wait until she finished eating before seizing the opportunity to ask her the reason for her tears. However, Fang Wei never gave her a chance to ask.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Wei accompanied her to the dormitory entrance and asked her to take a nap. She smiled stubbornly, so much so that Ying Tong couldn't bring herself to ask the reason again.

"Alright, if you have something on your mind, you can tell me."

Ying Tong gave up on further questioning and returned to her dorm room to rest.

Unknown to her, Fang Wei revealed a terrifying smile behind her. Within that smile, apart from a strong possessiveness, there was also boundless obsession and madness.

What exactly is hiding in the heart of someone who can stage such a show just for a meal?

The answer to this question is only known by Fang Wei herself, or maybe even she herself can't distinguish whether it's just a performance or a genuine expression of emotions.

After all, she was just too perfect. This girl named Ying Tong was exactly the prey she had always dreamed of, everything matched so well, everything was so captivating to her.

Zou Tong hadn't seen Fang Wei for two weeks. She was lying on Fang Wei's bed again, her gaze somewhat confused.

"Where have you been for the past two weeks? You didn't even come to school."

He didn't answer the phone, didn't come to class, and simply disappeared for two weeks.

"Met a disgusting man."

Fang Wei had a cool smoking stance, exuding a naturally charming and rakish aura. However, Zou Tong despised the smell of smoke. She swiftly snatched the cigarette from his hand and swiftly stubbed it out in the ashtray, much to Fang Wei's annoyance. In response, Fang Wei playfully nibbled on her delicate neck with his sharp canine tooth.

"What a disgusting man."

A man who can make Fang Wei disappear for two weeks must carry some weight, but it remains unknown what role he plays in Fang Wei's life.

"Fiancé."

"What!"

Zou Tong suddenly pushed Fang Wei aside.

Fang Wei is gay, isn't she? How could she have a fiancé? The one thing she absolutely cannot tolerate is women who suddenly become lesbians. She despises women who have been touched by men, just as she detests her own body.

Fang Wei grabbed her neck tightly, bringing his face close to her, and whispered in her ear.

"Are you shocked? I have also been with men before, that's why I can be so open-minded. You look disgusted? Huh? Who isn't? How many natural-born lesbians do you think there are? You are disgusted by me, but have you ever been disgusted by yourself?"

Zou Tong's tears began to roll down the pillow, one by one. Such sadness and despair did not elicit sympathy and pity from Fang Wei, but rather intensified his anger. Zou Tong's fingers tightened, and she started to struggle to breathe.