Warm the frozen heart!

To her, love is something very fragile and easily broken. She never believed in any love, because her childhood was spent without a father's love.

The scar of her parents' broken marriage has instilled coldness in Hang since she was 10.

Anyone who meets Hang is amazed by the clear, dark eyes of this mountain girl. Her pretty face and bright smile like the sun can easily attract others at first sight. But it seems that the scar of her parents' broken marriage has instilled coldness in Hang since she was 10 years old. The more Hang loves her mother, the more she hates her heartless and ungrateful father. From the moment he witnessed his parents' separation after a heated argument in the apartment building that day, his father left and never returned to Hang and her mother.

Hang was one of the best students in her class. Her teachers and classmates voted her to be class monitor and vice monitor many times, but Hang always shook her head and refused. Not only that, when she was in high school and then in college, many boys noticed her and confessed their love to her, but Hang still didn't say anything or explain, just shook her head in a confusing way.

The warmth of his hand transmitted to her heart the sweetness of love.

But when she met him, the heart of the girl in her 20s began to beat strangely. He came to Hang like a gentle breeze, helping her wake up, gradually warming her frozen heart. He asked about Hang's daily work, gave her a strangely beautiful and funny pen, invited Hang to have breakfast and drink coffee every afternoon after work. He did not forget to remind her that the weather was changing, to wear a warm scarf when going to work, to drink a lot of water when it was hot, to keep her feet warm when it was cold, and when it rained heavily, to walk slowly to avoid slippery roads... His feelings kept spreading, gradually warming Hang's heart.

One day, not seeing him, Hang suddenly felt a pang of longing. She called him but his phone was not reachable. It was the first time she missed him, feeling uneasy and worried when she did not receive a reply. 2 days later, his voice was weak, he had just had an accident, passed out on the way to work, now he was fine. Her heart ached slightly. Her tears fell, Hang rushed to the hospital to find him. His arms, legs and head were wrapped in white bandages, he still smiled gently, tried to use his remaining hand to stroke her hair and the tears rolled down her cheeks: "I'm fine, seeing you makes me feel better immediately".

Hang knew, she loved him. His hand tightly held her thin, small hand with sincere feelings. The warmth of his hand transmitted to her heart the sweetness of love. It was poetic, warm, not cold as she had thought.

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