A fire extinguished Yu Lin's last hope of entering the warm winter.
Yu Lin asked with red eyes: Why?
Xiao Ran hugged him tightly and said: I love you.
So I can't let go.
They embrace, they kiss, they linger. They hate each other when they are sane and love each other when their souls are torn apart.
Hate and love broke out of their cocoons in the hope of warm winter and turned into blended obsession and entanglement.
Intention: I will never let go of your hand until I die.