[It's just poison, but I can't stop drinking it...]
Chaowen, an ordinary office worker, works from nine to five.
Life remains the same;
There was only Friday night that he looked forward to.
Because her him will always come at this time;
It's just that he is her him, not his.
He is just a passenger, a passenger along for the ride;
But,
Why can't I stop the throb of anticipation;
It's just poison, but I can't stop drinking it...
Intention: What you want, but you can't refuse