Who Contends With

When I was young, I met someone... She was an enchanting flower that bloomed in my life. She is also my destined disaster. (Conspiracy, calculation, treachery... Every step is like walking on thin ice. In the heavy haze, how can he and she survive until the clouds clear and the moon shines?) - Part 2 of "Where Not to Meet" - - Please do not reprint, thank you!