He couldn't love her, but he fell in love with her the first time he saw her. Maybe it was fate, maybe it was man-made. He tried to keep her, but she pretended not to see the emotion in his eyes. If they can't love each other, they can only hurt each other. Until the end, her pale face falls in his hands, and he suddenly realizes that compared to her, this world is nothing. Even though he wanted to find a replacement, she was no longer in the world.
She looked at him with indifferent eyes, as if he had not fallen into her eyes, as if she had never looked at him. It was as if there was a layer of mist between them, and it seemed as if there was the whole world.
He straightened up slightly, raised his angular chin slightly, and curled his lips slightly: "You don't seem to be willing to help me?" She thought at that time, he looked so beautiful when he smiled. Later, she felt that this feeling was wrong from the beginning, all wrong.
She moved awkwardly: "You mean, I am like your sister, and you asked me to play your sister for a while, and then let me go when your father recovers?"... She looked at him lightly, as if she didn't care about the superior conditions he mentioned, and her voice was as cold as jade beads. The voice sounded: "Okay, I agree." What kind of love was this? It was a scam from the beginning, but she didn't know whether the person being deceived was willing. From beginning to end, he never loved her, and she fell completely into his gentle deception.
Intent: deep sadomasochistic love