Yu Xiyang's mother died of massive blood loss during a difficult labor when she gave birth to her. Her father blamed her for everything. When she was five, her father remarried, but her stepmother was only after his money, while her stepbrother schemed to drive a wedge between Yu Xiyang and her father. When she was eleven, her stepmother took all of her father's money and divorced him. After this devastating blow, her father fell ill and died, and their house was seized. One night, when she was eleven, an eighteen-year-old boy who loved street racing found her at the entrance to an alley and took her home.
Years later, Yu Xiyang nestled in someone's arms and asked him:
“Xi Yan, if I hadn't met you back then, would I have been gone from this world by now?”
“Sweetheart, don't say things like that.”
That's right. He had taken such good care of Yangyang.
“Then if you hadn't met me that day, would you have...”
“That's right, sweetheart. Fate is a funny thing, and it always knows what it's doing.”
“Thank you for saving me.”
[If my reputation ever takes a hit, please don't hate the characters I write. I love them, too. Updates are irregular.]
Theme: Cherish the present
