However, the world only knows that killers are ruthless and lovers are ruthless. As everyone knows, letting people who are worse off than die die is the greatest gift to them. What's more, after the death of his beloved, he buried her next to the grave of the man with whom she was in love.
As the sun set, the young killer rode his horse and raised his whip as if he had first appeared in this small town, taking only the wind with him.
Love is not jealousy and destruction. But they are in love with each other.