It was so empty, and the cold wind in the dark night penetrated deep into the bones. A person stood in the playground, suffering silently, even his back looked lonely and desolate. Is she destined to be alone? Who can make her no longer so cold and give her warmth, as gentle as the wind? Or is it Mo Chen who is as indifferent as himself?
She tried to be gentle and tried to be ruthless, but nothing could be changed...