As a rising Formula One race car driver, Ye Ci had always been criticized. “Aloof and indifferent, unable to be reasoned with.” “Suspected to have a mental illness, is this person really suitable for the track?” “He doesn’t really love the sport, racing is just his way of venting his violent emotions.” Huo Tinglan’s demeanor was always elegant and protective in front of the media, and he said that his husband was just quiet and introverted. After five years of marriage, they respected each other and were quite harmonious. It was not until Ye Ci died unexpectedly during a race that Huo Tinglan gradually realized . . . . . . He wasn’t quiet and introverted, but instead lifeless. Before finding his refuge, Ye Ci had gone through too many dark and painful moments. After enduring years of suffering and longing, Huo Tinglan was unexpectedly reborn. Ye Ci was only eighteen years old this year, and everything was within reach. Huo Tinglan was cheeky and went directly to his door to ask for a kiss.