Simple, just a story of two people, not so complicated. It's just that the entanglement of love always makes simple life complicated. Love is a hurtful thing. You miss it when you don't love it, and you hate it when you love it. People are always greedy. They want more, and no one can escape the abyss of desire. Even if it is as clear and transparent as water, it will eventually return to the black embrace. In a defense battle in the name of love, it is impossible to tell who wins and who loses. You and I in love have long been unable to care. As long as I can get you, how can I be afraid of losing this battle? As long as we end up together, I don't mind losing to you.