What is love? It seems that one can never find the correct answer in his lifetime. What about falling in love? Who can determine who is in love with whom? Is the person by your side really worthy of trust? Is he really only thinking about you? Such gentle eyes linger on so many people. How humble can we be for love? She does not hesitate to be his bed partner, mistress, and good wife in front of his family, but she still has to bear his longing and love for others. Listen to him tell her how much he loves her and how much he wants to be with her. Even if it hurts so much that she rolls on the floor, even if it hurts so much that her soul loses control, she still can't leave this cruel man. Is he as mean as he loves her, or is he unwilling to accept that the person he loves so deeply is so cruel to him?