Loneliness eats away at the poor soul. In countless seemingly abyss-like nights, she guards the only light in her heart and grows alone. But the pain always devours the lonely and helpless soul, filling up the only light in her heart. It is like a sunken ship in the deep sea, shrouded in endless darkness. His love is like a vine in the abyss, endlessly crawling over her entire darkness. He wants to redeem her soul, let her nowhere-to-hidden sadness grow in his love, and finally turn the pain into a ray of light into her heart. In the room, she grew hope because of his love, and she tried hard to get closer to his light, but the curse in the nightmare entangled her soul that was about to be redeemed. She wanted to try hard to grasp the vines he grew for love and get close to him, but Meng The nightmare dragged her into the darkness again and again, until she buried herself in his love with her own hands with the hope born of love. When the vines withered and the light disappeared, he stayed with her in the darkness of the abyss forever with his love for her.
