Love is like a poppy. Once you fall in love with it, you can't quit it. If you become addicted, you know it's poison, but you still have no hesitation. You know you'll be sad, but you still can't forget the beauty and brightness blooming like a flower. But when you meet it, you can't quit it. You can't quit the longing, and you can't forget the taste.
A true emotional journey, a false love game. An unforgettable love, an unfeeling betrayal. A handful of bitter tears of humiliation and pain, a cup of poignant and desperate love poison. A life path of pursuit and belief, a love and hate related to life and death. Is it to give up or persevere? Is it rebirth or the end? In the love bubble between the prince and the prince, who will be the final winner?