The black sports car on the sidewalk late at night, with the license plate "4777" like a red-hot needle, pierced Lin Qian's luck after hiding for three years - Shen Tingyu finally found him. When the rusty door of the old community was kicked to pieces, Lin Qian clutched the silver chain that had been torn off three years ago. Even her struggle was as light as scratching an itch.
The locked doors and windows, the burning sensation on the wrists, and the bloodshot bite on the corners of the lips are all "you can only be mine". Three years of running away can't bring any respite. Shen Tingyu's possessiveness is an airtight net, and even his tears and his pain have to be crushed to a temperature that is unique to him.
In this entanglement of robbery, there is no "let go", only his paranoid declaration to the bone: No matter how far you run, I will catch you back as many times as you want - because from the moment you break into my world, you can only be mine.
Purpose: The fateful fetters in the entanglement of love and hate: Using the old grudges between the Shen and Lin families as shackles, it explores the ultimate pull of "hate comes from love, and love is trapped in hate" - Shen Tingyu uses paranoid possession to cover up his deep affection, while Lin Qian cannot let go of his old love in the pain of family destruction and death. The two are not only victims of grudges, but also inextricably tied to each other's fate.