A Good Marriage Comes Late: Hurry Up and Fall in Love with Me

That winter, when the snow fell heavily, if Qin Xin hadn’t met Wang Yanchen, she might not have lived to see seventeen. But there was no “if.” They met, and so many things happened between them... Winter arrived in 2007, and heavy snow drifted down from the sky. Qin Xin walked along the streets in a thin coat, dragging a weathered suitcase that looked decades old. The streets of Z City were unusually quiet. The suitcase wheels screeched against the pavement, bringing a little life to the city’s dead-of-night silence. At least the sound made Qin Xin feel safer, so she wouldn’t feel quite so alone and frightened. Qin Xin wandered aimlessly through the streets, with no idea where she was headed. She only hoped to make it until dawn so she could keep looking for work. She was out of money. She had barely a few dozen yuan left, and she didn’t know how long it would last. In the half month since arriving in Z City, she had slept either in an underpass or beneath an overpass every night. It had been ages since she’d had a hot meal. Snowflakes kept landing on Qin Xin, but she no longer had the energy to care. Her body was so cold it had begun to stiffen, and now she was struggling to stay upright. Would it be better if she ended her life here and now?