Cheng Mo's heart is actually arbitrary, but he is tortured by hatred day and night, and can only wrap himself with spikes. I like the warmth of the sun and long for the greenery of spring, but I can only burn myself in the dark corners. However, fate realized the injustice to him and finally allowed him to meet the person who made him real.
Concept: The process of life is countless, and love is a beautiful firework, which becomes more brilliant after burning countless times around the corner.