“Shiyu, my heart does not lie.” With these words of deep passion, Chu Mingyun inserts his hand back into his sleeve and pinches himself. Su Shiyu’s smile deepens all of a sudden. He squints his eyes and gently parts his mouth to say, “Are you sick?” “Lovesickness,” Chu Mingyun answers resolutely. “Excuse me.” Su Shiyu nods, turns his body and leaves. — The story of a person feigning a cut-sleeve who truly became a cut-sleeve and a person who didn’t want to get involved with a cut-sleeve became the cut-sleeve first.