The private room was a luxurious suite.
She pushed open the bedroom door, and there was someone lying on the bed.
Lin Chuchu took a deep breath and walked forward cautiously.
The teenager lay there, his face turned up, illuminated by the dim light resembling moonlight, revealing his features.
Lin Chuchu covered her mouth in shock.
It was actually Liu Runxi.
Liu Runxi's name had circulated widely among high school students in Qingzhou; he had grades comparable to Shen You'an yet also possessed an impressive family background, along with an irresistible, handsome charm.
The name Liu Runxi was like the bright moon against a pitch-black night sky.
Cool and aloof, towering above all, within sight yet unreachable.
She had caught brief glimpses of Liu Runxi during several provincial competitions.
He was probably every girl's unattainable dream.
Because he was too perfect, even daring to imagine him felt like a sin.
