In class, I received a message from Zhou Hui.

["Wenjing, are you okay? Have they been giving you a hard time?"]

I stared at this message for a long time, and finally called to confirm if it was sent by Zhou Hui himself.

Just came out and got kidnapped by thugs again?

"Why did you suddenly call me? Wait, let me find a quieter place..."

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Oh, it's really you. I hung up."

It's so outrageous to have such an outrageous opening line—it's outrageous!

After catching Zhou Hui following me for the fifth time, I impatiently dragged him into a dark alley and gave him a beating.

How dare he ignore my warning and repeatedly try to make a move on me.

He still wants to retaliate?

Little did he know, the more I hit him, the more excited he became.

Looking at his satisfied and happy face, I was filled with doubts.

"Are you suffering from Stockholm Syndrome or do you just enjoy SM?"

Zhou Hui answered embarrassedly, "Both."

My eyes became brighter and I haven't delved into this field of psychology yet.