The first time I met Aman was at a carnival party at the Du family. By the swimming pool in the backyard, boys and girls were dancing to the music. From the wave of blue water, from the heart-shaped light projected from the bottom of the pool, a mint-green girl burst out of the water, like a green and graceful lotus, but the flower bud was so tender that it was about to drip water, and so gorgeous that it was about to drip red. . . From that moment on, Yun Tao knew that this was a poisonous vine that would cling to you and not stop. . .