After returning to the second year of high school, Ning Zhen vowed to do three things well. Try to accept her stepmother and stepbrother. Keep dancing. Stay away from Lu Zhi. The first two things she did well, but the third… One day, the lights in the classroom were turned off with a snap. In the dark, a youngster held her wrist firmly and pulled her into his arms. “Do you disdain Laozi for being poor, eh?”