What Can I Use to Warm You?

This story goes from school to the city. [Excerpt] Unable to bear the pain, he is dragged to the hospital by his best friend, where he finally meets the girl who disappeared ten years ago. He musters the courage to ask why she lost contact with him, hoping she'll give him another chance. Beneath the park's dim streetlights, the woman with a desolate expression lifts the hem of her skirt, revealing a ghastly scar on her pale skin. "What gives the son of the man who stabbed me the right to care about me?" She is a wounded little bird who buried herself in the ice and snow, and a blade of grass growing against the wind and snow atop a lofty peak. How can he pull her out of hell and make her trust him again? [When They Were Young] Gu Xi was born into a family that favored boys over girls. From childhood, all she heard was her father's rage and insults. At its worst, her mother tried to take her own life, and her father screamed at Gu Xi, "You're just a burden, same as your mother. Why don't you just die already?" That's right. Why didn't she just die? Gu Xi often asked herself that. It wasn't that she couldn't bear to leave this world. She couldn't bear to leave her helpless, timid mother. Her mother was her reason to keep going. She wanted to grow up and one day give her mother a place to stand tall. Then her faith crumbled, and her whole world came crashing down. At seventeen, Gu Xi couldn't bear it any longer. She left her boy in white without a word, cut off contact with her parents, and left her hometown. [After They Grew Up] Boss Tang built his business from nothing. Tall and long-legged, with a pair of soulful eyes, he was a hit with women. He joked and laughed in public, but tossed and turned sleeplessly in private. A girl had disappeared from his world during their senior year of high school. For ten years, there had been no word from her. On an autumn night that year, Boss Tang celebrated his birthday amid bright lights, wine, music, and laughter. Gu Xi barged into the private room, her face desolate, utterly out of place. The usually composed Boss Tang scrambled over to her. "Xi, is that really you?" The girl's features were delicate and pretty, her face a blend of quiet sorrow and indifference. The mature man before her overlapped with the boy in white from her memories. When they were young: The boy in white: "Xi, if we're both still single ten years from now, let's be together." Time had passed, and everyone had changed. She wasn't sure he still remembered that promise. But she knew that after all these years, neither of them was who they had been back then. "Happy birthday!" With that one wish, she turned and left the private room where she didn't belong. All these years, she'd thought she'd have so much to say if she ever saw him again. But suddenly, she realized there was no point in saying any of it... [Announcement] Please check out my upcoming story, "The Sweet Beauty's Scheme to Win Over the Villainous Big Shot"! (The villainous big shot vs. the scheming sweetheart) Lin Wanti died on her wedding night. Her parents married her off to a sickly old man to bring him good fortune, all for their own benefit. She refused to submit to the bitter end and leaped from the fifth floor. When she opened her eyes, she was back on her wedding night. With a new soul in her body, she set her sights on the villainous big shot. She stumbled in front of his car, climbed inside, threw herself into his arms, and kissed him! "I've stamped my mark on your lips, so now I'm yours." The man stared at her with his sinister eyes. "Get lost. I'm not someone you can afford to provoke!" She bit his handsome lips. "Handsome, come and provoke me." At first, President Pei played along with Lin Wanti's act just to spite the old fossils in the Pei family, and because he felt a little sorry for her. Later, the earnest way the young woman went about building a life together touched his heart. Two people with ill-fated lives gradually strayed from their paths and crossed. Theme: Everyone has to endure some hardship in life. No exceptions.