Suddenly one day, I suddenly wanted to tell a story like this.
Many times I wonder whether anyone will read such a story.
In fact, there is a shadow of myself in the protagonist in the story, both of them.
There is a handsome female protagonist, a silent male protagonist, one is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the other is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. They seem to be people from the two worlds of ice and fire, but in fact they complement each other and warm each other.
Only I can see your restraint and forbearance, and only I can comfort your uneasiness in your unrestrained behavior. You and I are like two hedgehogs in the ice and snow, using our thorns to resist possible harm, but using our softest parts to keep each other warm.
This is the evolution of two villains in my mind who have been fighting each other for almost thirty years. One feels that life should be tolerant and always show the best side to others; while the other feels that life is short and one must make it as comfortable as possible. The purpose of writing this is to let two incompatible villains understand and tolerate each other, reconcile them, and reconcile themselves with themselves.
Because there is understanding and tolerance, there is warmth only when there is love. Although this world is cold and cold, fortunately, there will always be someone to warm you. I hope everyone can meet the warmth that only belongs to them in the vast sea of people.