He is an ordinary but extraordinary ordinary person who has to wear a mask because of his appearance.
He, the proud son of heaven and the king of the demon world, fell in love with him.
He, the best among human beings, the leader of the commercial street, fell down under his jeans.
Love, what is it? There is nothing wrong with it. Only when you experience it can you understand it.
Love and right and wrong, what is and what is not?