On the night when I felt isolated from the whole world, I met Qin Nuojue. He came to me like an angel. I thought he was here to save me, but he also wanted to pull me into the abyss. Two years later... "On the day we broke up, my ex said that I was a dodder, that I could only cling to parasites and only love myself. I said that he had an emotional disorder and was a stinking stone that couldn't be warmed." I was sitting under the stars talking to others about my "rich" emotional experiences. "Who are you calling a stinky stone?" A deep male voice came from behind. "How could I have scolded you, brother?" I put on a fake smile, but I told the truth. Please, I really never scolded him. I am a dodder. Qin Nuojue is like air to me. Would you scold the air pollution when you are short of oxygen and about to die? A little crazy dodder makeup artist is attacked by a tsundere who looks cold and rational
Concept: Desensitization process
