At Wan Nan City No.1 High School everyone was saying that the top senior, Su Qinian, was handsome, cold, and uninterested in women. 　　People lamented and raged, saying such a good-looking face was being wasted, 　　and wondered which lucky person would pick this high-mountain flower. 　　Later a transfer student arrived. 　　Su Qinian: Dear customer, as of 15:07 this afternoon you have gone one hour without speaking to your deskmate and have been restricted from using the deskmate response service, but you may still speak. 　　Su Qinian: If you do not speak within two hours, the service of speaking to your deskmate will be fully stopped. To ensure smooth communication, we suggest you speak in time to soothe your deskmate's fragile heart. 　　Lin Jinran: ??? 　　Everyone: ??? This guy is definitely not Su Qinian. 　　At that time Lin Jinran was full of hope for the future, but she never expected the two would be separated, even cut off. 　　Years later when they met again, he had long become a famous Best Actor, while Lin Jinran was merely an obscure, struggling eighteen‑line nobody. 　　When someone asked about their relationship, Lin Jinran casually said they didn't know each other. 　　Su Qinian paused, and echoed that they didn't know each other. 　　Unexpectedly he had remembered this, and after they reconciled, 　　the man grabbed Lin Jinran's wildly fidgeting hands, pinned her into the sofa, traced her cool lips with his other hand, let out a light laugh as his hot breath fanned her slender, fair neck: "Miss Lin, later let's see just how close we really are, okay?"