Ella, who was born as a Muggle, was an "abnormal" in Slytherin. She was as soft as a gardenia that fell when the wind blew. When the whole school laughed at her, only Draco Malfoy would frown and stand in front of her.
"You dare to touch my people?"
He shielded her from all malice. Seeing her relying on him with red eyes, he thought she had picked up a little white flower that needed care.
Little did she know that this gardenia was the reincarnation of a thousand-year-old fairy, and the gardenia in her arms that could eavesdrop and fall into dreams was all her "assist". Every show of weakness is a calculation, every tear has a hidden hook - what she wants is never protection, but to make this proud thorn willingly bend for her.
Until he caught her smiling at Gardenia: "Look, he was fooled again."
Draco was shocked to realize: In this protection game, he was the only one involved. But he could no longer escape.
Intention: All carefully woven dependence will eventually reveal the most authentic appearance of love and possession in front of the sincerity.