Burning Heart

The year Chi Zhao interned at the hospital, he fell for Professor Fu from the psychiatry department.

The professor was everything one could admire—handsome and elegant, steady and kind, with a stellar reputation in academia. Unfortunately, he was blind.

Yes, blind.

That’s what everyone said with a sigh.

Until one day, a young man named Chi Zhao appeared by his side. Like a little puppy, he followed Fu Nan’an everywhere, shadowing him with unwavering devotion.

How does a puppy show its love?

You can ignore him, scold him, or act indifferent, and he’ll feel hurt, even crestfallen. But not for long—soon enough, he’ll be back, nudging you with its cold, damp nose and throwing himself between you and danger without hesitation.

At first, you soften just a little. Before you know it, you can’t live without him.

Later, a friend once asked Fu Nan’an, “With so many people chasing after you, why did you fall for that young man?”

Fu Nan’an only smiled, offering no reply.

Because that young man was a blazing fire in the dead of night.

Even through the darkness, he burned straight into his heart.

Gentle and mature professor gong × Devoted and persistent little angel shou