This is a premeditated love, but he is deeply involved in it, and he doesn't know when he has become accustomed to a life with her presence. , He didn't even realize that even if he was left with her indifferent back, and he secretly paid attention to her small expressions or anger or grievances, his long-frozen heart would gradually melt into a cavity of tender water. Sunlight will always shine into the rancid corners, and premeditations will always be revealed layer by layer. Xia Mo's longing for happiness seemed so ridiculous. Despair was like a seed bursting out of her body, spreading rapidly at an alarming speed. The black vines tightly wrapped around her neck, and the more she struggled, the deeper she sank...