The snow falling all over the sky has no locks, but it imprisons one person and two hearts that are unwilling to let go.
In the middle of winter, when it snows heavily, Wen Zhaoxue picks up Shen Lingxian in a dilapidated alley.
The world praised her for her compassion and benevolence, for cherishing talents and pitying orphans, and gave him a house to live in, and to have food and clothing without worries.
Only the two of them knew clearly that Tingxue Villa was just a tacit prison.
She was born in a prison of rules and was not allowed to follow her own will in her life, so she insisted on weaving a snow-colored net for herself.
She calmly cut off all the ways for him to leave the mountain, locking this lonely piano sound within her sight.
It is shelter, but also plunder; it is gentle, but also shackles.
Shen Lingxian saw through the turbulent possessiveness under her dignified skin at a glance.
He blamed her, blamed her for blocking his way to rebuild his family with her own hands, trapping him in a courtyard, and destroying his ambitions.
But he was greedy for her, the only warmth in the world that was not mixed with utilitarianism, and he was willing to fall into this gentle trap.
On the surface, he was meek and bowed, and the music was quiet, but there was moisture and paranoia in his eyes.
While hating this cage without shackles, he secretly developed an obsession to monopolize her entire mind.
Kindness is a bondage, and lovesickness is a calamity.
She uses snow to imprison people, trapping him in the world outside;
He repaid her with his obsession and disturbed her spiritual platform for the rest of her life.
Two incomplete and broken hearts are bound to each other in the snowy courtyard, consuming each other, and it is difficult to distinguish between love and hate.
Did she imprison him, or did he imprison her?
Intention: Two people who have been cracked by the world bind each other through a gentle imprisonment.