C22

"Lu Zihao, please stay away from me in the future." The black neutral pen in Li Meixue's hand rested on top of the exercise book. The gardenia outside the window exuded a faint fragrance. On Li Meixue's table, there was a gardenia that was in perfect bloom. The setting sun shone through the window.

"Meixue … "What's wrong?" Lu Zihao sat in front of her, completely confused by her request