I once thought about the meeting of two icebergs. Will they say goodbye or will they collide and sink...
In his youth, Song Weihang was the cold and arrogant son of a wealthy family. He had been lonely and indifferent since he was a child. Until one day, I met the cold and aloof Shen Qingru.
How can two people with cold nature fall in love and depend on each other?
They are different dreams of the same world. When I think of them accidentally, I still miss each other's "ice-colored passion."
Intention: Just like a secret love, you are secretly happy, only you know it.