Flowers Bloom on a Cold Night

In the cold winter of 1987, I was almost abandoned at the train station as soon as I was born. My third aunt adopted me, but made me sleep in the firewood shed and kneel on the stove. The whole family treated me as a "punching bag." When I was nineteen years old, they sold me to an orphan carpenter for a bride price of 40,000 yuan. I thought I could finally take a breather. Until I saw the ambiguous text messages on my husband's cell phone, until I was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. I lost all my hair during chemotherapy and my daughter didn't even recognize me. I became an anti-cancer internet celebrity. They said I was a "loser" and that I had gambled half my life to win all the weight of my life.​ Click to see how the abandoned girl climbed from the stove to the live broadcast room with thousands of people, turning the cold winter into a hot spring.