Pei Lin×Wen Zhuo
"Rin" is like the frost on a cold night, and "Zhuo" is like the scorching sun melting gold. The name has its own temperature contrast, implying the collision of the two people's personalities and emotions.
Pei Lin's Adam's apple rolled, and her fingertips rubbed the other person's frozen lips. "You asked me that day why I always wore gloves..." He pulled off his gloves, revealing the hideous burn scars on his palms. "When I saved you from the fire seven years ago, I was thinking when I was holding on to the hot doorknob -" He clasped the back of Wen Zhuo's neck and kissed her deeply, her eyelashes covered with snow particles. "If I could do it again, I would still burn all the warmth for you."
Wen Zhuo trembled and hugged back, tears hitting Pei Lin's frozen collar. "But what I want is not for you to burn yourself..." He choked and buried his face into the other person's neck. "I want to wait with you until spring, when these scars will grow new growth rings..."
Concept: "Trauma and Healing", "Taboo and Persistence", "Two-way Salvation in Desperate Situations"