Fu Yu died, in the year when I loved him most.
Bai Yueguang is an irreplaceable existence, let alone dying while loving it most.
How to choose between white moonlight and cinnabar mole?
Where should I go in the chaos of love and hate?
In this huge sea of hatred, who is my heaven and earth?
The following year, I met Lu Mingyu, who was a sophomore in college. He looked like a younger version of Fu Yu.
I used my position as president to extort money from him.
But everything is always a mirror image
What I initially noticed was that he had the same face as Ayu
But falling in love with her will only deepen my guilt towards Ayu
We are constantly pulled between love and hate.
