Six years ago, Yu Shaoan gave him a life without worries about food and clothing. At that moment, the harsh winter was filled with the breath of spring.
He gave him hope.
It gave him a new life, but it also became his prison.
In that kind of love, Song Qingyu loved Yu Shaoan cautiously.
Every time he wanted to leave, but as long as he said don't leave, he could no longer muster the courage to turn around and leave.
However, when the cruel truth peels away the mask of hypocrisy layer by layer, how to face the love that has long been upright and broken?
Intention: If it hadn't been for him, I should be living a better life now.