A transfer student came to Wuzhen, Su Qing. The girl has a pretty face, a soft temper, and is very well-behaved. On this day, bursts of teasing laughter made her hide at the entrance of the stairs and did not dare to make a sound. "Brother Sui, do you like that transfer student?" "Brother Sui, isn't that right? When did you get drunk?" Jiang Sui smiled and didn't take it seriously. He thought of the girl's dangling thin arms and lost his cigarette. "Cut the nonsense." Seventeen-year-old Jiang Sui was unruly and handsome. He was arrogant and arrogant, but he didn't expect it at all. "Jiang Sui, we have no future." Who would have thought that such a soft girl would say such harsh words to Jiang Sui. -- That night, he clearly heard from her mouth, "Who said I don't like you!" Just this sentence made the seventeen-year-old Jiang Sui. I almost lost my life for her publicity and all my plans for her.