Endless Downpour

Xu Yalan had been a good girl since childhood. She listened to her parents, her friends, and her romantic partners.

Whenever an argument broke out, she was always the first to apologize.

As long as the feelings were still there, the little things didn't matter. She didn't mind being the one to back down.

Over time, she got into the habit of saying sorry first and reflexively blaming herself.

But it was all right. Her parents loved her, her friend of ten years was sincere with her, and her boyfriend was about to marry her.

Xu Yalan thought she was still happy.

Until her parents had a son and stopped caring about how she felt, asking her only for money;

until her boyfriend cheated and blamed her for being no fun;

until her friend sneered at her constantly and criticized her at every turn.

Xu Yalan had long since lost the strength to struggle. Like a flower in a pot, she was deeply rooted in rotten soil and didn't know how to leave.

All she could do was stand alone at a street corner and cry in silence.

Big tears rolled down her beautiful face. Like a lily battered by a rainstorm, she had a unique beauty, glistening with raindrops.

Xiao Heng, the spoiled young heir of the Xiao family, happened to be in town on business.

He told his driver to stop, rolled down the window, and lit a cigarette.

He watched for a moment amid the torrential rain and curling smoke, then got out, opened a black umbrella, and walked over to Xu Yalan. With the gentlest, most courteous smile of his life, he asked, "Do you need help?"

Smelling the tobacco on him, Xu Yalan coughed softly.

She didn't take the handkerchief he offered, but still murmured, "Thank you for your kindness."

"Don't mention it. If you need help, come find me anytime." Xiao Heng firmly slipped his business card into Xu Yalan's pocket and watched her hurry away.

At first, Xu Yalan thought their encounter was just an insignificant interlude,

like the rain stopping and that strange man forgetting all about her.

After all, given his looks and bearing, he was probably a wealthy gentleman, the son of a rich family. He wouldn't remember a chance encounter like this.

She had no idea that Xiao Heng was a domineering madman,

who would force his way into her world, giving her no chance to refuse, uprooting her and planting her in his garden.

The rainstorm from their first meeting would never stop for the rest of her life.

A withering white flower who can't say no X a rude wolf

Reader's Guide:

A story of domineering possession and salvation. A fragile woman and a madman. If that's not your thing, proceed with caution.

Both leads are sexually inexperienced, happy ending, BG

Theme: Keep moving forward. Don't get trapped in the past.