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The Heartthrob Became My Boyfriend

After retiring from the National Team, Qi Yue devoted herself to the study of agriculture. At a certain gathering, someone instigated a challenge, proposing that whoever lost at the shooting game would have to be kissed by Qi Yue. Seeing Qi Yue in the test fields, carrying a hoe, covered in mud and planting potatoes without any care for her appearance, turned everyone’s faces green with unease. Everyone scrambled to aim for the bullseye, terrified of being penalized. The final result was that the male god of University A, Gu Huai, raised his hand and shot a zero. The second time they met, Gu Huai was being maliciously provoked and overwhelmed at the Fencing Gym. Qi Yue couldn't stand by and was compelled to intervene. The third time they met, Gu Huai was homeless on the streets. Qi Yue spent all her living expenses for three months to help him. Years later. Qi Yue looked at the world shooting records certificate, the fencing championship trophy, and the dozen or so real estate certificates, all bearing Gu Huai's name, and fell into deep thought: "......"

Jiong Jiong You Yao · Thành thị
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Chapter 122 She's Acting Strange...

After returning to the dormitory, Qi Yue, driven by curiosity, opened the school forum and only then did she realize how much of a sensation that Quantum Mechanics class had caused.

The level of excitement was no less than the time everyone discovered Gu Huai wearing a hair tie on the basketball court.

Qi Yue enlarged the photo, looking closely at the Solidarity Knot bracelet on Gu Huai's wrist. It was indeed the one given by the old couple...

She had not expected... Gu Huai to treasure that gift so much, actually wearing it on his wrist...

She quite liked the gift herself, but knowing the meaning behind it, she chose not to wear it on her wrist but hung it on her backpack instead.

Yet Gu Huai had worn it directly on his wrist...

Was it because he simply didn't mind?

Qi Yue pulled up the photo again, zooming in on the second button of Gu Huai's shirt, magnifying the image to better see the crooked stitches that were indeed her handiwork, the very button she had sewn.