She once looked at the lights with warm eyes, and she also held a white umbrella in her hands with a cold murderous intent in her eyes. Witch... Witch... Heh, she often asked herself, did she care?
Until later she met such a person, who was shameless, scoundrel, and talked crazy. She couldn't beat him or talk about him.
This person said, this world is not as bad as you think;
This person said, "How about I call you Ah Que? It's really uncomfortable for me to call you Miss Yu."
This person said, as long as I am here, I will not let you die so easily;
This man said, let's live in seclusion together, Ah Que
This person... Seems to be the person in her life. She can't escape no matter what.