To him, she is the temperature and color of the world; similarly, he is also the light and heat of her world. But his embrace always made her stunned; when his lips came close to each other, she unconsciously turned her head to avoid him, and then her clear eyes were filled with regret and embarrassment. But he knew that underneath her apology and embarrassment, she was even more afraid and worried. They both have inner demons, his gentle demeanor as a gentleman is filled with cold hatred in his soul; her pure and unrestrained romance has a trembling heart. Fortunately, this is all coming to an end, even if the layers of disguise have to be torn away bloody and cruelly, even if the already injured soul is torn apart even more.