He is handsome and handsome, but he is as arrogant as a peacock; she is lively, a little willful, and longs for chivalry and righteousness all day long. Does he have a warm heart under his cold appearance? Is there a lonely heart beneath her lively appearance? Will they have a collision of hearts and a resonance of souls? Can they work together to uphold justice and live up to their time? She is bright and active, can she slowly melt his coldness, can she gradually grow into her ideal appearance? Is love obtained? Is it really love? Real love may be restraint, forbearance, and perfection?
Intention: love, growth