I'll Keep You Warm This Winter

Zhang Xuecheng could drive away the admirers buzzing around her, use underhanded tricks to make her miss her chance to study abroad, and break up a couple planning to elope.

But no matter how carefully he planned, he never anticipated that the rabbit would eat the grass by its own burrow.

The first time, she left the country with Chen Shaoduo for six years. When she came back, their elders were busy arranging their wedding.

The second time, she ran away alone while pregnant for three years. When she returned, she had a soft, sweet little dumpling in her arms.

This time, he promised her three winters of warmth, just to keep her close and see her every day.

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Meng Jiaping was eight years older than Ruan Tang. Their families lived in detached houses across from each other, and they got along well.

Girls in the upper grades shyly handed Meng Jiaping love letters. He accepted every one, neither responding nor turning them down.

As a teenager, Ruan Tang despised people like him and swore to keep her distance. If she could avoid speaking to him, she would never seek him out.

Meng Jiaping had been indifferent and callous since he was young. He had seen too much of people's deceit and life's cruelty, and treated everyone with outward courtesy while keeping them at arm's length.

Ruan Tang was the one exception. Whenever that fluffy little head passed by him, he longed to pull her close and smell her fruit-scented hair, to see if it was as soft as he imagined.

He gave Ruan Tang the very best of himself. He would pluck stars and the moon for her, and do whatever it took to lay the Milky Way at her feet. Nothing was beyond his reach.

Meng Jiaping thought that once she grew a little older, then a little older still, he could claim her. As the saying went, the one by the water gets the moon first.

But the moon eluded him, and someone else ate the grass by his own burrow.

Meng Jiaping resolved that if she ever came back, he would be cold to her, avoid her, and never cross that line again.

But he never imagined that the little person in his heart truly had no intention of coming back.

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