That year, she was seven years old and he was seventeen years old. She called him uncle and liked to follow him the most and look at his brilliant smiling face. That year, she was eight years old and he was eighteen years old. She saw him drowning a man in the water with his own eyes, turning around and only looking cold. From then on, the face that made her obsessed with became the deepest fear in her heart. Ten years later, she went from being a princess in the Xia family to a homeless poor student. Ten years later, he became an existence that everyone in Lingcheng feared. After a long decade, she finally forgot the past, but he returned to her sight. This time, he was no longer satisfied with being her uncle.