I just want to tell the story of Lin Yan and Zhao Yu. A love novelist and a horror novelist. There is no love at first sight, but only love that heals naturally. Everyone has a past that they don't want to tell. It's not that they are afraid of blood flowing when the scars are opened, but that no one is willing to accompany you to heal. Give a word, don't forget it. God has given the best Lin Yan to Zhao Yu, how can you lose and forget it?