The first time they met, she was the daughter of a police officer and he was the son of a criminal. The second time they met, she was sold into a brothel by a trafficker and he bought her. He locked her, but she just wanted to go home. He thought it was just a period of fate, and he never thought of forcing it, but he didn't expect that holding hands would last a lifetime. After that, no matter the war or famine, they never separated again.
Concept: The misfortune of women in ancient times of war