An Mian, the world's top hypnotist, devoted himself to raising dozens of post-war orphans.
Winter is approaching suddenly, and people in the town die from the cold one after another. In order to buy winter clothes for their children, An Mian, who has always been reluctant to owe favors, has to find someone to borrow money.
He came to visit Tang Xingyan, who was rumored to be generous, selfless and kind to others.
When he first entered Tang Xingyan's manor, the fanged wolfdog and the ruthless man in white who ruthlessly sucked human blood made An Mian feel chill in his heart. He was afraid that Tang Xingyan would ask him to extract blood and organs in exchange for money.
The expected difficulties did not come.
Tang Xingyan prepared a pinyin picture book for him that he could understand. The meals for the three meals were all to his taste and were considerate.
One day, he strayed into the dense forest of the manor and accidentally fell into a snake cave, which poisoned him. In the moment of danger, Tang Xingyan jumped into the three-meter deep pit and rescued him at all costs.
An Mian gradually let down her guard and fell in love with Tang Xingyan, but she buried the friendship deep in her heart because of her low self-esteem.
Until he was drugged with strong drugs, which ravaged his heart and his consciousness was drowsy. An Mian looked at the gentle and self-possessed Tang Xingyan in front of him, his rationality collapsed, and he took the initiative to hook people.
A night of sinking, lingering and absurd.
After waking up, endless regret and fear swept through my sleep. He believed that he had seduced Tang Xingyan out of control and desecrated him.
He hypnotized Tang Xingyan to forget about this night, pretending that nothing had ever happened.
He thought that the absurdity of that night would only be a precious souvenir for the rest of his life. Apart from him, no one else knew about it.
But... In the claustrophobic darkness, cold chains wrapped around his wrists, imprisoning him tightly.
The person beside him breathed slowly, and a deep voice bit his ear, with a paranoia that had been held for several years: "Do you think you can let me forget it again?"
Intention: When the smoke clears, spring comes out of troubled times