She’s a Little Crazy

She's quite ill, yet she likes me. So I'll just assume she's not sick. —Zhang Lurang "Meeting you was destiny, but also a gift from heaven." *Excerpt from a story about a cold, taciturn male lead and a quirky, eccentric female lead: He quietly passed by her, his hair still dripping wet, the strands at his temples clinging to his cheeks. Water droplets fell from his dark hair, staining it, making Su Zaizai instantly feel that even the flowing water would be black. His eyes were dark, contrasting sharply with his fair face. Su Zaizai looked down at the umbrella in her hand, her eyes somewhat vacant. Anger surged within her, accompanied by absurd thoughts. He must have done it on purpose; he must know how alluring she is. So he deliberately got caught in the rain, deliberately passed by her. Deliberately…seduced…