A child without a name, a child born at midnight, a child of the night...
A young man whose life experience is a mystery, a young man as pure as snow, a child of an angel...
A lost prince, an arrogant and cold prince, a devil's child...
I said that I hope to be the ivy in the next life, working hard to climb from the darkest place to the brightest place.
You say, then I am the brightest sun, giving you the light you want without reservation.
He said, then I would rather be the deepest night in your dream, accompany you to climb up slowly at the quietest moment, and forget about me after dawn...