A Wildcat in My Arms

She stole his car, and his heart. In the end, she gave herself to him too.

In September, at eight years old, she ran away from the orphanage with her older sister. She scavenged through trash cans, slept under bridges, and raced in illegal street meets, living like a sharpened blade. She had stolen and robbed, and stained her hands with blood, but there was one thing she had never stolen: someone else's heart. She didn't believe in that. She only believed in the money clenched in her palm, and in her sister staying alive.

Beichen Mo, the richest man in Huaguo, was a demon who had crawled out of an old mansion. At eight, his biological older brother smashed his head open with an ashtray. At ten, he was shoved into a swimming pool and nearly drowned. At twenty, he stepped over the blood of his eight older siblings and claimed the head of the family. He had never shown anyone mercy in his life, yet he let the little thief who stole his car go.

They were two people who should never have crossed paths, but a car theft brought them together.

She took a bullet for him, and he served her a bowl of warm porridge. When she crouched in the ruins and resigned herself to her fate, he crouched beside her and said, "I'm here." She asked him for a knife, and he gave her one. She wanted revenge, and he helped her get it. She wanted to leave, so he tied her up and brought her back.

Shiyue: "The tougher the master's words, the faster he gets on his knees."

He believed in neither gods nor Buddhas, but in the end, he knelt before Buddha and prayed only for one thing: May my wife, Jiuyue, return safely.

She always thought they came from different worlds. But when she crouched by the roadside and said, "I have nothing left," he crouched down, clasped her hand, and said, "You still have me."

She stole his car. He stole her away to his home, taking her whole, heart and all, without leaving a single bit behind.

Her name was Jiuyue. He chose September 16 as her birthday: the moon is fullest on the sixteenth, and under the full moon, people reunite.

He dotes on her alone, and she protects him alone.