At the age of sixteen, Jiang Wan fell ill. When she recovered, she found that there were two new sentences in her diary which was undoubtedly her handwriting. ——My future wife is called Bei Huai, she is very nice, and I love her very much. ——Go to No.13 middle school, go to Xiao Bei, accompany her and protect her. Because of curiosity and unknown emotions, Jiang Wan transferred to Bei Huai’s school. On her first day of school, she ran into a few students who were scaling over the wall, dressed as punks, similar to bad students. Noticing her gaze, the most eye-catching girl who seemed to be the ringleader casually squinted over. With a haughty voice seeming to hold an unending coldness, she said, “What are you looking at?” Jiang Wan lowered his eyelids and felt that she disliked this bold type of student the most in her heart. Before she could think about it, she saw the dean of education running from a distance, pointing at the girl, and shouting like thunder: “Bei Huai, get back here! You skipped class again to sneak out of school!” Jiang Wan: “…” Wait, this name… seems familiar?