He is a paranoid and lonely young master with a knife in his hand and madness hidden in his eyes.
She was a weed who wanted to die but didn't. She was dressed in rags and had nothing but emptiness in her eyes.
The first time they met, he put a knife on her waist.
She smiled, held his hand and stabbed her neck: "Come here, one knife is enough."
He turned away.
From then on, the madman never pointed his knife at anyone else.
Later he forgot about her, but still walked up to her.
"I don't remember, but I'm here," he said.
She said, "Then think about it slowly. If you can't remember it, I'll tell you slowly."
Intention: In despair, meet someone who makes you want to live