I am a cruel killer given to me by the world. I am born cold, isolated and hopeless.
I am a messy grass, I can bend my back when blown by the wind
Xi Yuchen is late and Di Yuan is thinking about the Qing Dynasty
Thorns are all over my body, growing deep into my bone marrow.
We walked towards each other with all our might
We are riddled with wounds and yet we are reborn
Purpose: To everyone who appears in life and brings hope