In Xin Yi’s world, he was seventeen when he fell in love with Zhou MuHui, courting, confessing, a not-so-smooth marriage, everything was as perfect as a fairy tale. In Zhou MuHui’s world, at twenty-five, he was pestered by a little kid, the little kid is too s*upid, he held money and said that he wanted to hold hands with him, then he change to more severe, and whispered that he wanted to marry him. He was kept by the little kid, proposed, married, everything was so absurd as if they were playing house. The origin of the fairytale shattering is that Xin Yi found a divorce agreement at home, he dumbly stared at the familiar name on the paper in a daze, slowly reacted, it seemed that everything he assumed, had always only been what he assumed. “Silent, silent, is my silent confession.”