Want to Give Her

[Complete the whole book]Original name: "Xingling" Autumn in the north always brings a strong chill. When Mengli wrapped her coat tightly and walked across the basketball court, she heard the familiar whistle for the third time. It's white velvet. The figure in the red jersey was leaning against the ball stand, spinning the basketball on her fingertips, her eyes glued to her body, as if she had been exposed to the sun all day, making her back stiff with heat. "Little Ice Cube, are you going to record a show again?" She shouted, her voice mixed with the sound of hitting a ball, "The wind is strong today, do you want to borrow a coat?" Mengli did not look back, the sound of high heels stepping on fallen leaves was deliberately louder, like the vague ambiguity cutting through the air. She is the pillar of the journalism school. She always has a precise smile in front of the camera. She is used to building walls of silence in private - until three months ago, this sports student was like an out-of-control basketball, shattering her twenty-year peace. The first confrontation was at the backstage of the welcome party. Bai Rong bumped into her manuscript, and when he squatted down to pick it up, he deliberately rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips and said, "Sister, help you." Then there was hot milk every morning, and the temperature of the other person's fingerprints was always left on the side of the cup. Later, when the school newspaper reporters surrounded her, this man stood in front of her with his injured leg, his eyes were as cold as ice, and said, "Get out of here." When the door of the piano room was pushed open, Mengli was reaching a certain key of Bach. Bai Rong stood at the door, not smiling as playfully as usual. She just looked at the cello in her hand and said softly: "So you smile like this." The moonlight that day flowed through the strings, and also through Mengli's suddenly chaotic heartbeat. Rumors are like fallen leaves that linger in the autumn wind. Some people say that the host Bingshan was "taken down" by a sports student, while others laugh that Ye Luzi is not worthy of a rich lady. Mengli was reading fluently in the studio, but the words in his earphones were filled with what Bai Rong said at the debate competition: "Ice cubes and flames can only stay warm if they are close to each other." The snow fell suddenly on Thanksgiving Day. When Bai Fu pulled her to the back hill, the oven on the picnic mat was roasting marshmallows. "I like you." The other person's voice was mixed with the crackling sound of charcoal fire, and it was a little shaky. "I'm not teasing you, but I want to eat skewers with you many times and watch a lot of snow." Mengli looked at the tip of her nose that was red from the cold, and suddenly remembered the selfie that Bai Rong had taken when she was injured during extra training, the way she gave the braised pork to stray cats, and the bunch of undelivered ginkgo trees at the door of the piano room. The moment the ice shell cracked, she heard herself say: "... Hmm." Later, they had quarrels and became angry at the crossroads in career choices; they had separations, and their voices sounded muffled when they said good night across a screen thousands of miles away. But every time Bai Rong calls "Little Ice Cube, wait for me" on the other end of the phone, Mengli always thinks of that snowy night - the sweetness of marshmallows mixed with the warmth of charcoal fire, very much like their love, so wild and hot, but also so soft that it makes people's hearts swell. It turns out that the iceberg is never really cold, it is just waiting for a fire strong enough to burn a way to the bottom of the heart. And Bai Rong's fire has never been extinguished since the day he met her. Lily/Campus/Art Students Talkative and turbulent sports student (Bailong) x Tsundere Princess host (Mengli) Intention: Go both ways