When the Snow Melts

Ten-year age gap / Greenhouse flower vs. wild grass / Polished scoundrel vs. tough, stubborn girl

The night Su Wanqin met Wen Jingyan was in the dead of winter, with snow falling thick and fast.

Su Wanqin's eyes were red. A shadow fell over her, and a pair of long, straight legs appeared in her field of vision.

Su Wanqin looked up. Amid the falling snow, she saw Wen Jingyan.

The man wore a black suit and looked refined and elegant. His eyes, seen through his glasses, seemed impossibly deep in the shadows, yet distant. He crouched down and carefully brushed the snowflakes from her face.

His gentle voice captured her heart. "They don't want you. I do."

Those eyes, which seemed flirtatious but were actually detached, settled on her face. He held out his hand. "Do you want to come with me?"

Wen Jingyan treated her well. He would drive more than ten kilometers in the middle of the night to buy her favorite strawberry cake, take her to the lake to clear her head, and patiently stay by her side as she grew up.

His careful attention, day after day and night after night, made Su Wanqin's love for him grow deeper and deeper.

On his birthday, she drank to work up her courage and confessed to him, her cheeks flushed.

It was the first time she had seen Wen Jingyan look so stern. The eyes behind his glasses no longer gazed at her with their usual warmth.

He pushed her away and kept his distance, then crushed all her hopes with a cold voice. "You're drunk. We're not right for each other."

Su Wanqin stubbornly lifted her face and asked, "What's not right about us?"

The sight of her red eyes, on the verge of tears, was painful to look at. Wen Jingyan's fingers curled slightly at his side. He looked away. "You're still young."

That day, Su Wanqin's heart died.

They met again three years later. The man hurriedly pushed through the dense crowd and came to her side.

The person he had longed for day and night was standing right before him.

Suppressing the urge to crush her in his arms, he held out his hand to her once more. He looked so cautious, as if he were wagering everything.

"Will you come with me?"

When her hand settled into his palm again, her heart filled with the joy of getting back what she had lost. On a night soaked by spring rain, he cherished her, kissing her again and again.

Lost in the depth of his feelings, he was infatuated and greedy for more.

"Wanqin, will you give me one more chance?"

Theme: Hardship is a trial that tempers the soul time and again.