He was bent on revenge and endured humiliation, but he fell in love and lost himself; she was aloof and self-centered, but he broke the ice in her heart. He is extremely smart, using love as a net, trying to trap her in it, but he doesn't know that he is also trapped in the net; she sees through life and hides her heart, but she can never escape the call of her heart. He was gentle, quiet, and unconcerned with the world, but he risked his life for a stranger; she pursued love hard, but forgot about the heavy rain that autumn. He, who relied on his famous family and lived a life of debauchery, did not know that all he wanted was sincerity; she, pure and innocent, gentle and kind, had already been linked to his fate. What is right and wrong, true and false, cannot be explained clearly, the way is unclear. In the world of mortals, one forgets oneself, and only when one looks back does one know where one has gone. Let's go hand in hand and walk through this last winter together.