The snow fell slowly that evening, as if someone in the sky were tearing paper into tiny strips. Sitting in his car, Che Henglin looked out the window and saw someone in a mascot costume selling flowers. For some reason, he felt a flicker of something unfamiliar. Pity? No… concern? Che Henglin thought it was ridiculous that he could feel that way, so he shook his head to himself. Then, in an uncharacteristic move, he got out of the car and bought every flower the mascot was holding.
“I've bought all the flowers you have. You should head home early.”
But Yan Sen, inside the mascot costume, felt every bit of it. From that moment on, even though he hated snow, he found it beautiful.
From that moment on, it was as if you stood in the light and reached out to pull me up.
When Che Henglin faced conflict within his family, Yan Sen quietly stayed by his side and told him, “Do whatever you want. You're Che Henglin. You don't have to let anyone control you.”
But things never go as planned, and something always goes wrong. When they met again, it was winter once more. But what awaited Che Henglin was Yan Sen's “punishment”:
“Xiao Lin, what's wrong? Don't you recognize me? You're hurting my feelings. Looks like you've become naughty. I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson.”
Yan Sen took out a few tools and made it impossible for Che Henglin to move. “You can only be mine. I won't let anyone touch you or desire you.”
Wait, how did I end up on the bottom?! But I don't mind, as long as my darling still pays attention to me, I'm fine with anything.
Cold on the outside, warm and secretly coquettish pursuer x refined beauty who's sweet on the surface but dark underneath, recipient of advances; both each other's one and only + older, guiding lover + mutual devotion + mutual healing + modern romance + rekindled love + the one in power bends down + happy ending + play the pig to eat the tiger
