Spring Avalanche

All bark and claws, but really a total coward × Mature and composed, but really a complete mad dog

Ji Baishu runs into her middle school classmate at a business reception.

Lu Xunqiao is now successful in his career, calm and aloof, like an icy mountain that keeps everyone at a distance. He is completely different from the frail, withdrawn boy he was in middle school, who had not dared say a single word to her.

Seeing an old classmate again should be a happy occasion, but Ji Baishu is so embarrassed she only wants to run away. Not only because Lu Xunqiao had a crush on her when they were children, but also because...

Back then, she thought his affection was humiliating, so she bullied him.

What a textbook, melodramatic face-slapping story about a successful man getting revenge on his bully. Ji Baishu watches him chat with her like they are old friends, courteously drive her home, and invite her to dinner at an ultra-luxurious revolving restaurant...

The better Lu Xunqiao treats her, the guiltier Ji Baishu feels. She thinks he is plotting a long-planned revenge. The blade of judgment hangs above her, swaying but never falling to punish her, constantly putting her conscience on trial.

At last, Ji Baishu cannot help asking him outright, but the answer is the exact opposite of what she expected.

Lu Xunqiao says, "I still like you."

His intentions are very simple, too. The emotional bullying Ji Baishu inflicted on him as a child is paid back in full years later, in bed together. His long-held, deeply rooted fantasy has finally been fulfilled, and he is sated like a beast after a feast:

"You know, Ji Baishu, back then you smacked me in the face with your textbook, flipped the desk over, and cursed at me..."

Ji Baishu drops to her knees at once. "I'm sorry."

Buried against the side of her neck, Lu Xunqiao chuckles softly.

"No need to apologize. After that, I loved you even more..."

He gives her a not-too-gentle bite, and Ji Baishu is too frightened to speak.

Hey, man, were you always this twisted, even as a kid?

1. A short story, about 50,000 to 100,000 characters, depending on how it goes.

2. The heroine was a delinquent girl when she was young. Please avoid this if that is not your thing, and don't criticize her. There are plenty of delinquent boy heroes, after all.

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Cool, fragile doctor becomes a male model × Radiant, forthright, rich female CEO who is burning with desire

The night Ye Chan is dragged by a friend to a nightclub, she spots a man sitting silently in the corner, so gorgeous he could steal anyone's soul.

A male model.

When a customer books him, he only clinks glasses when they drink together, and turns cold the moment anyone tries to get handsy. Yet he is the most expensive one there, like a beautiful, mouthwatering fruit platter that you can admire but never take a bite of.

Naturally, Ye Chan wants to give him a try, too.

Her friends all warn her not to get involved with a man like that. His father is a gambler, his mother is ill, his younger sister is still in school, and he is emotionally broken. Talk to him for a couple of minutes and you'll find yourself unable to walk away, just waiting to rescue him from the gutter.

So what? She happens to have plenty of money. She isn't afraid of him being a gold digger, only that he might be too proud to take it. Ye Chan waves her hand and transfers three hundred thousand. She thinks that will make this platter of chilled fruit lean in and kiss her, but it doesn't budge.

For several days in a row, he keeps her coming back to the nightclub. She orders one bottle of outrageously expensive liquor after another. She pays three hundred thousand to see him once, and sees him three times.

Even a stone should crack after being pelted with that much money.

But she doesn't get to see him a fourth time. He leaves after making enough money, quitting his job and leaving behind only a phone number and a hospital address.

Let those who want to take the bait do so.

*

Many years later, Ye Chan has a happy marriage. During an interview, she is asked why she chose her husband. Her heartfelt answer gets mocked online for two whole months.

She says, "Because he's handsome."

At that moment, nestled in her beauty's arms and being fed fruit, Ye Chan scrolls on her phone and calls out the unscrupulous media:

"Being attracted to someone's looks at first sight is only human nature. What's wrong with that?"

Xie Yuan smiles and wipes the juice from the corner of her lips, looking every bit the virtuous, devoted husband. Ye Chan narrows her eyes at his smug expression and presses him relentlessly:

"I answered your question. So why did you choose me?"

Those beautiful, composed eyes, usually so unflappable, lift slightly. Xie Yuan gently rests his chin on Ye Chan's shoulder, his tone innocent and sincere.

"As you can see, my father is a gambler, my mother is ill, my sister is in school, and I'm broken."

He sighs and kisses her. "So you're the only one who can save me."

One for money, one for looks. They really are made for each other.

Ye Chan thinks this helplessly.

But salvation and redemption go hand in hand, and he isn't the only one who is broken.

She redeems the rest of his life, and he puts his fragmented self back together, saving the real her from the chaos.

Theme: Love that never changes with time