"Within three days, I will ask Lu Chenzhou, the iceberg in the business world, to take the initiative to buy me coffee."
Emotional psychologist Lin Zhixia made a bet in the live broadcast room and regarded the ruthless technology upstart Lu Chenzhou as the next "research object." She approached with clear reason, trying to deconstruct this emotional frozen soil, but she didn't know that she was stepping into the trap he carefully weaved step by step.
"Ms. Lin," he saw through her intentions, with an undercurrent surging in his frozen eyes, "your tricks are what I left behind."
A game between acting skills and scheming begins. She thought she was a hunter, calmly analyzing every microexpression of his; but he had already laid a dragnet to turn her "research" into a large-scale psychological experiment. AI emotional projects, dusty pill bottles, late-night collapses... He took off his disguise layer by layer, exposing not only his vulnerability, but also family secrets that had been buried for many years.
When the dead soul's diary is opened, the bloody past slowly emerges. What he delivered was not only the key to trust, but also an invitation to hell.
"Come near me and you will see the abyss."
"If there is you in the abyss," she held his cold hand, "I am willing to perish."
Reason and emotion compete fiercely, and the identities of hunter and prey are reversed. In this dangerous game where sincerity is the bet, who can stay awake, and who will fall completely?
