From that moment on, Bao Ting began to pay attention to Zhou Zhiyuan.

Even if Zhou Zhiyuan had a fever or a cold in college, Bao Ting would call Zhou Zhiyuan to ask about his well-being as soon as possible, even more timely than her good friend Xiaona.

Gradually, Bao Ting found herself caring more and more about Zhou Zhiyuan.

Every time he appeared, her heartbeat would speed up and her thoughts would drift to him.

She began to picture him in her mind, his smile, his eyes, his lips...

Every time she imagined it, her heart was moved.

To the point that she never had a romantic relationship in college.

It’s not that no one pursues her, but that there are many suitors. It’s just that her heart is filled with Xiaona’s boyfriend Zhou Zhiyuan.

She began to try to get close to him, but was always hesitant.

She was afraid that her feelings would be rejected and that her secret love would become a laughing stock.

However, whenever she saw him, those fears and doubts were thrown out of her mind.

Bao Ting's heart was filled with emotional fluctuations.

She wanted to be close to him, but was afraid of losing their current distance.

She knew this feeling wouldn't last, but she was powerless to resist.

Every time she looked at him, she would fall into deep reverie, intoxicated by the beautiful imaginations about him.

She would imagine them together, how would he respond to her emotions?

Will they be together? These thoughts made her excited and uneasy.

Gradually, Bao Ting realized that she was deeply trapped in it.

She began to think seriously about her feelings and tried to sort out her thoughts.

She knew that her secret love would not lead to any result, but she still fell in love with Zhou Zhiyuan uncontrollably.

She didn't want to regret it, nor did she want to miss any possible opportunities.

Secretary Bao Ting sat on Zhou Zhiyuan's lap, looking into Zhou Zhiyuan's eyes through the red wine glass, as if she wanted to find all the answers in the red wine glass.