Borrow Fire

In the third year that Ying Huan lived in Tongzi Building, an elusive weirdo moved next door. The man had half-tied black hair, cold white skin, and large tattoos on his arms. Ying Huan was so frightened that she ordered anti-wolf spray overnight, fearing that the person next door was a ruthless man who had just been released from prison. Until one late night when there was a power outage, Ying Huan came home from get off work and bumped into this "cruel guy" in the narrow and dark corridor. The man leaned against the mottled wall and said in a low voice, "Can I borrow a fire?" Ying Huan carefully observed for half a month and came to the conclusion: Not only was Xie Yuduo not dangerous, he was also a poor man with a broken dream. He worked as a bartender in a bar three streets away, and his whole person conveyed a sense of sadness that he had been abandoned by the world. Ying Huan had a feeling of pity for him as "he is a fallen person in the world". She took Xie Yuduo to eat at a roadside stall and patted his shoulder to encourage him: "It's no use being handsome, you have to live with dignity. Look at me, being scolded as a grandson by Party A and having to go to the hospital, this is life!" Xie Yuduo always looked at her eyes full of life and tiredness in silence. After meeting Xie Yuduo, Ying Huan's world began to become strange: The venomous chef who claims to own several Michelin restaurants but always comes here for late-night snacks, and the crazy young man who insists on dragging Xie Yuduo to form a band, are now all surrounding Ying Huan, a small social creature. Ying Huan lamented: Birds of a feather flock together, and it turns out that none of Xie Yuduo's friends have a decent business. Until that day, Ying Huan was besieged by unreasonable family members in the hospital. During the pushing and shoving, a pair of slender and strong hands held her shoulders firmly. The depressed neighbor who had been shaking the shaker at the bar all day was now wearing a spotless white coat and his eyes were as cold as ice. He stood in front of Ying Huan, and the magnetic field was so strong that it was suffocating. ——That was the genius surgeon who had disappeared from the medical world for two years and was once known as the "Hand of God". Thank you for taking it. Ying Huan's brain shut down, and she remembered the lofty words she had once persuaded this great master to deliver food to subsidize the family, and she wished she could disappear on the spot. In the car on a rainy night, Xie Yuduo trapped her in his arms, lowering his head to smell the smoke from her hair. His voice was low and hoarse, with an unprecedented paranoia: "Ying Huan, you said that people must live with dignity. Now I'm back." Gritting his teeth, he leaned into her ear and began to settle the old accounts of those "wild men": "I burned the band tickets Shen Que gave you, and you are not allowed to eat the private meals Jiang Yan made." "And that 'gentle senior' who held an umbrella for you on a rainy day and made you feel extremely compassionate -" "Ying Huan, look clearly, who is protecting you from the rain now?" [1V1, double virginity, the female protagonist is atypical and heartthrob] Intention: I love you when I'm down