Who made me dirty? Aren't you one of them too? Darling, you've crossed my bottom line.

Fang Wei's voice was icy to the extreme, deep and gloomy with a chilling aura. At this moment, she seemed like a grim reaper wielding a scythe, dark and terrifying.

Zou Tong's heart trembled as she tightly closed her mouth. She turned around shakily, crying as she looked at Fang Wei's frozen expression.

Those eyes were icy and void of emotion.

The sound of breathing became heavy, and Zou Tong started to feel afraid.

"Have I never been angry at you? I don't like exposing my darkness because I know none of you can handle it. Isn't living about living well? What are you using to hurt me and hurt yourself? If you think I'm dirty, why do you like me? If you think I'm not sincere, why are you afraid I'll fall for Ying Tong? I haven't loved yet, how do you know I can't learn?"

Am I not studying?

Zou Tong almost collapsed to the ground, her legs turning weak as she knelt down. With her legs going limp, she soon found herself sitting down. One of them had tears streaming down her face, while the other's expression was ashen.

Zou Tong actually knows that she is living in the shadow of the past. She is constantly reminding Fang Wei, but in fact, she is constantly reminding herself. Girls like Ying Tong, how pure they are, as if the world has forgotten her, without any setbacks.

She is foolish to the extent of innocence and beauty.

But sometimes, she also wishes that she could be as pure and beautiful as Ying Tong, even if it means being foolish and easily deceived, at least she would be happy and peaceful.

Unlike them, walking on the narrow bridge with the hellfire raging beneath.

"I like you."

Zou Tong choked back tears and cautiously, softly spoke.

"I do, really like you."

Zou Tong burst into tears with a whimper, her frail shoulders trembling as if being crushed by immense force.

"Why did you choose her when we are clearly the same?"

"I don't seek a sense of belonging, what I desire is the feeling of being alive."

If a person's heart has died, there will be no sense of security, belonging, responsibility, or even the seven emotions and six desires.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Zou Tong when I saw her crying. However, her makeup was ruined, and her face looked very disheveled. Fang Wei's anger also subsided, and she began to light a cigarette.

"Go on, leave."

The familiar tone, still the same without any warmth.

Zou Tong looked up at her in surprise.

"No, don't reject me, Fang Wei. I won't mention these things anymore. I just want to stay by your side. Please give me a chance, okay? I beg you."

Zou Tong practically crawled over, her face slightly disheveled. She reached out and touched Fang Wei's leg.

"Don't make me leave, I'm obedient, okay? I'm willing to do whatever you ask of me."

Fang Wei silently smoked, looking at this girl who was troubled by her emotions, and suddenly felt unfamiliar.

The petite and pretty little fairy, who used to be quick-witted and quick-tongued, has now been brought under her feet and cannot shake her off no matter how hard she tries.

Zou Tong did not receive a response from Fang Wei, so she began to take off her own clothes.

She rushed forward to bite Fang Wei's lip, but Fang Wei lifted his chin and evaded her.

She didn't like kissing, no, it should be said that she had never considered kissing anyone. However, she found herself following Ying Tong's lead, passionately biting in the classroom.

Thinking of Ying Tong, Fang Wei's body heated up.

Zou Tong made every effort to seduce and tease, causing Fang Wei to close his eyes in enjoyment.

(Self-Imagination)