The Confused Me Meets the Sad You

On that cold night when we first met, you poured a basin of cold water on my face. We met, and I, who had no job, met you who ran a convenience store. I wanted to protect you from the wind and rain, but what I got was your hesitation again and again. My name is Yu Linchuan, and your name is An Ran. You have lost your husband and your child. You think it is inappropriate, but I believe that we are a queen made in heaven. A story of a young man meeting a widow, a story of ordinary redemption. I am willing to warm up the coldness in the heart that has been scratched and hurt. A strand of red hair was once your past, and taking you through the future is what I am destined to do. It's a sadistic but a bit lovable, with a little sweetness mixed in the knife, slow heat, I hope you like it