The president is a paranoid.

  The car drove from the bustling downtown area all the way to a secluded and quiet place with sparse population, and its speed also got faster and faster. After driving for an unknown period of time, the car suddenly braked and stopped by the river.

  Xia Qi only felt that her whole body was floating, she opened the car door and ran down the car in a fluster, taking several deep breaths of fresh air.

  At night by the river, it was quiet with only the sound of the water and wind. A pair of arms from behind wrapped around Xia Qi, instantly, she fell into a broad embrace.

  "Do you know how many people have died in this river?" His lips were close to her ear, whispering softly.

  The fine hairs on her body stood up abruptly, and she felt a sudden chill all over, "What are you going to do?!"

  "Just want to tell you, don't ever break your promise, or else I don't know what I'll do." His lips lightly covered her earlobe, slowly sucking on it as if he was savoring the most addictive poison, unable to extricate himself.

  He's crazy! He's just like a madman!

  Her whole body was stiff, his hands were wrapped around her waist, tightly and unyieldingly.

  "It's what you said, a lifelong promise that won't change for 100 years. The agreement between us will never change in this lifetime." He continued to whisper softly by her ear and cheek, his breath all over her. "I let you go for ten years, so you'll be mine, only mine, no one can take you away, including... yourself."

  The cool river water, accompanied by this cool voice, poured into her ears one word at a time.

  She turned around, staring at him in a daze. Under the silvery moonlight, he was as beautiful and elegant as an immortal who didn't eat or smoke, but his dark eyes had a deep, profound aura...

  It was as if he was silently warning her that if she didn't want to hear it, she'd better not say a word!

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  When Xia Qi returned to the dormitory, Lu Xiao Xue in the same dormitory had not fallen asleep yet. Seeing her good friend's pale face, she asked with concern, "What's wrong? Your face looks so bad?"

  "It might be a bit cool with the night breeze when I get back tonight." She casually made an excuse, put down her bag and walked into the bathroom.

  The mirror in the bathroom clearly reflected her pale face, and even her lips had lost their color. In her ears, she could still hear the words that Jun Jin had said when he sent her back just now.

  "Qiqi, I want you to like me, and only like me!"

  Does she like... could she possibly like someone like him? Even Xia Qi herself couldn't make it clear, what her feelings for Jun Jianyan were.

  Sympathy? Pity? Dislike...... Or fear?

  Xia Qi will always remember that the first time she saw Jun Jianyan was when she was 6 years old. At that time, Jun Jianyan was like a quiet Barbie doll, following her from the small park near her home all the way to her front door, and even followed her into the house with an air of innocence.

  When she was about to drive him away, he just grasped her skirt tightly, speechless, with his pitch-black eyes moist and looking like a kind of pitiful small animal.

  He didn't like to talk, and there was no extra expression on his pretty face, just like a doll without anger, but for some reason, he held her hand from head to toe, staring at her with empty eyes.

  That gaze had no hint of joy, anger, sorrow or pleasure, making people feel uncomfortable. When she wanted to shake off his hand, he instead held on even tighter, and even Xia Mu couldn't pry them apart.