Encirclement and Suppression of White Roses

[Why do those who love others bury them, and why those who trap them are also prisoners?] One heavy rain, two abyss. When he was eight years old, an accident took away Lin Xiao's mother and extinguished all his goodwill. The same rain froze Yu Qinghuan's childhood and crushed all her hopes for love. He learned to hate in the darkness and forged hatred into a living skeleton. She learned to endure in the ruins and built gentleness into a shell to protect herself from harm. One conspiracy, two ruins. Later, he grew up to be a cold-blooded commercial hunter and targeted Yu Qinghuan as the only sacrifice for revenge. She grew up to be a cold writer, piecing together her broken soul in her pen and ink. He carefully weaves a hunting net, hoping to see her fall from the clouds into the abyss. She stepped into the gorgeous situation without any precautions, just hoping to maintain a moment of peace in the world. Trapped people and trapped animals are both loved and broken. He held out the knife to stab her, but his hand was shaking. She was badly injured, but her eyes were filled with distress when she looked at him. "Lin Xiao, why do those who love me bury me? Why do those who trap me feel like prisoners?" "Qing Huan, you are like a moon in the sky, so charming. It is reasonable for anyone to fall in love with you - including me who is deeply in hatred." Abandon the blade, sheath it, and walk toward the light. He had been paranoid about destroying her world, but in the protracted rainstorm, she protected the glimmer of light in his heart with his life. She saw through his cry for help, filled with rage, and used her lonesome courage to stop his wandering for twenty years. In the wasteland built of hatred, love is the only belated sunshine.