The first time Ma Zhiyao felt the warmth in Zhang Bei's rough but powerful palms was the night she hid in the kitchen to escape from a high-class banquet.
He is the silent helper in the kitchen, and she is the daughter who escapes under the crystal lamp.
"Your hand is bleeding." His action of pulling the gauze caused her heart to beat more disorderly than any handkerchief handed by a gentleman.
They once shared the same roasted sweet potato and hugged each other for warmth in a cheap rental house, but ended up freezing into two untouchable statues in front of the family secret.
Intention: Destiny cannot be resisted, emotions cannot be controlled