Ember Fire Crossing An

Yan An's twenty-year-old life was like a pool of stagnant water rotting in the mud. Smoking and drinking, fighting all night long, falling in love like a revolving door, leaving the body riddled with wounds, and surviving by exchanging money through shabby means. She believes in love, but she practices it; she wants to live, but she lets herself fall. She thought that in her life, she would either die in the early morning when no one cared about her, or die drunk in a dream that she couldn't wake up from. Until she met Pei Jin. The thirty-year-old man standing at the top of the pyramid saw her for the first time, with unabashed disgust and contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at some dirty garbage. He thought she was vulgar, he thought she was indulgent, and he thought she was living her life in a mess. But later, it was the person who disliked her the most who reached out to catch her again and again when she fell into the abyss. He saw her inferiority hidden under the meanness, saw her pain wrapped in indulgence, saw her soul that was chewed to pieces by her original family, and saw the light in her eyes that could burn through the night when she held the paintbrush. He said: "Yan An, come up and I'll pull you." She backed away with a smile, covered in thorns: "Mr. Pei, don't get your hands dirty. People like me are comfortable rotting in the mud." The road to redemption is too difficult. She pushed him away again and again, retreated into the quagmire again and again, and hit herself with a bloody head. He also chased after her again and again and fished her out again and again, even though he was covered with wounds from her thorns. He cured all her illnesses, helped her retrieve the paintbrush she had lost in the mud, and let her know that she was worthy of being loved and worthy of living well. And she also used the paintbrush in her hand to block the open and hidden arrows for him, and accompanied him through the ups and downs, and his life that had been cold for thirty years finally became full of fireworks. ——The CEO who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside × affectionate art student covered in thorns Lightning Protection: It's so ridiculous, I even want to laugh, hahaha. Purpose: redemption