Zhongli Is lost and astray in the journey of life, the tendrils of his hair are dry, the illumination of passion has died, the colour of freedom tied to the floor. He walked through life trapped and held back by fragments of his path that wouldn't let him go until a spiral of hope, a light in the darkness, the key to his lock, his answer. She was a burden to everyone around her, a tormented soul caught up in the middle of the mess she created, leaving those with in it to fend for themselves. She couldn't care, an ice cold soul, she thought no one could thaw it until she met him. He will be hers, if not she'd break him into 10000 pieces of mora. !THIS BOOK CONTAINS SERIOUS TOPICS!
2 parts