Burning Kiss

Main story complete. My next novel will be Gentle Fire.

Eight years after their breakup, An Lan stood miserably outside the orthopedics department.

An Lan: Doctor, I think my leg is about to break.

The man looked up from her medical file, his expression indifferent. "Then let it break."

An Lan: ...

When she was young, An Lan had loved with all her heart. After pursuing Shi Qinghe, she once declared, "I'll never leave Shi Qinghe in this lifetime. If I do, you can break my leg."

Later, she ran into Shi Qinghe in the orthopedics department.

#Can I take back that vow I made years ago? Asking online, it's kind of urgent. #

Bonus scene:

A friend asked An Lan, "Shi Qinghe stayed faithful to you all these years. Are you touched?"

An Lan remembered the night of her birthday, when Shi Qinghe lost control in front of her for the first time. His usual gentleness vanished, and his eyes turned dangerously intense. "Try running away again."

She! Wouldn't! Dare!

"You are the only flame in my hopeless life, and one touch is all it takes to set it alight." - Shi Qinghe

Coming soon: Gentle Fire

The first time Yu Zhao met Wen Nanyu, the man's features were refined, and his voice was warm and deep. "Miss Yu, I'm your attending physician."

That year, Yu Zhao was recovering abroad all by herself.

From then on, she kept a secret in her heart.

She liked Wen Nanyu.

After completing her rehabilitation, Yu Zhao returned to China.

Years later, she saw Wen Nanyu in a bar.

He sat in a corner, his face cold and his air proud and aloof. He looked dangerous and frightening.

That night, Yu Zhao nearly got mugged. In a dim alley, the man moved swiftly, his gaze ruthless.

After a long moment, Wen Nanyu held out his hand, his voice tender to the extreme. "Zhaozhao, I'll take you home."

At twenty-two, Yu Zhao made a decision: she would marry Wen Nanyu.

Friends and family all tried to dissuade her, but Yu Zhao only smiled.

They all say doctors can't heal themselves, so I'll heal you.

A Love Worth Every Point

When Lu Jingmian was eighteen, she met the refined and noble Duan Qingchi.

Duan Qingchi was perfect in every way, except he was eight years older than her, hard to pursue, and old-fashioned.

Lu Jingmian refused to give up. After pursuing him for six months, she finally threatened him: "Believe it or not, I'll find myself a young hottie and show off our romance in front of you every day!"

Duan Qingchi's expression remained calm. "I don't believe you."

Furious, Lu Jingmian turned and walked away.

Later, a man in a white shirt appeared in a bar with its lights flickering softly. His long fingers pressed down on Lu Jingmian's hand. "Lu Jingmian, do I look like a young hottie today?"

Lu Jingmian: ...?

You look like my boyfriend!

When Lu Jingmian first pursued Duan Qingchi, she often pretended to be sick to get him to see her, but he remained unmoved.

Lu Jingmian was very unhappy. "Would you only pay attention to me if I were really sick?"

Her words came true. Two years later, Duan Qingchi kissed Lu Jingmian as she lay in her hospital bed. "The wedding is all prepared. I'll wait for you."

If deep love truly shortens one's life, then he hopes Lu Jingmian never learns to love.

If it doesn't, then he wishes her a lifetime of deep love.

Thesis: Want to date? Try running away and I'll break your leg.