Han Yu, who has always been domineering in love, never expected that one day he would be willing to be a lover, and even be involved in a huge conspiracy.
To everyone else: "We don't have to keep in touch."
To her, he was down to earth: "In your eyes, am I just like a fancy toy, lively and tacky?"
This hormonal entanglement was not an accident for her.
Love is like a frozen glacier, which seals away desires, ugliness and scars, as well as the love that is still unspoken.
When the ice cracks, what is lifted up? What was sacrificed?
Concept: Everyone is lonely