In the hustle and bustle of the city, he was a spring of water that purified her soul
He said: I will use my singing to take you to heaven
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In the unbearable past, another evil person imprisoned her body and soul.
He said: Leave me, you can only choose hell
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How can she find her own paradise? Perhaps she can only experience a painful rebirth, but the violent storm that follows almost devours the three of them. . . . . It's all because of love. . . .