[Angst + two male leads + first love]
Fu Xizhe often wondered what he felt for Ling Ze.
It must be hatred. After all, his father had abandoned him, sold him off to pay an enormous debt, and the very man who bought him was Wu Lingze.
But he had no idea that, to Wang Yibo, he was like a drug, an intoxicating addiction impossible to quit no matter how hard he tried.
Under fate's cruel hand, the two became entangled like seaweed wrapped around them, neither with the strength to break free.
The withdrawal from love was always excruciating. Xizhe knew he seemed unable to leave Ling Ze either.
But reality disappointed him again and again, until the night he lost his memory, when Ling Ze held him in his arms and begged,
“Please don't forget me, okay?”
