From the moment they meet, the wheel of fate begins to turn. He approached step by step out of gratitude and to save his father, but these were still mixed with helplessness; she was cold and equipped with weapons and would not let anyone get close, because she was afraid of getting hurt and because she hated warm things, so she could only protect herself with coldness, but she never thought that she would still fall into it. She was at a loss, and after being hit hard, she could only hold on to the last driftwood in the sea, holding it tightly but losing it desperately; he put on a perfect mask to live, but was torn apart again and again, the secrets in his heart were spied on, and his heart fell again and again.