[Two male protagonists + wild black sports student + iceberg abstinent CEO + spark + desire to conquer + special identity]
He was like a wildfire.
Rushing across the finish line of the marathon, warming up the gym in the early morning.
Finally burned into the heart of an iceberg.
Bingshan said: Stay away from me.
Wildfire said: OK.
Then he appeared in front of him again the next day with a bright smile:
"Mr. Wang, do you still have class today?"
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Wildfires set the prairie ablaze, and icebergs turn into spring water.
The inexplicable spark turned out to be the bond that they had been searching for for many years.
Can a hug at thirty-seven degrees warm you for ten thousand years?
