Poor Little Guy, He Is Surrounded by Perverts

Bai Qi always felt that he was living in a transparent net. There was a completely different world outside the Internet, but there were identical eyes filled with paranoia, staring at him from every crack. Like vines entwining dead trees, like tides flowing over an isolated island, those eyes were filled with scalding temperature, but they made his whole body shiver, and even his breathing felt as suffocating as rust. In a certain world, he was a canary imprisoned in a golden cage. The temperature of his owner's fingertips always carried a morbid possessiveness. When he touched his wrist, the red mark left behind was like a mark that would never fade. The other person said: "Please, this way you will never leave me." In another time and space, he was a prey being spied on in the dark. There was always a shadow lingering stubbornly outside the window, accessories with body temperature would appear inexplicably on the desk, and there were always a pair of eyes following him around the corner of the alley, silent and crazy, like a beast lurking in the darkness, waiting to devour him completely. Sometimes, he is surrounded by a seemingly gentle partner who will prepare everything for him, but when he tries to contact the outside world, he quietly cuts off all contact and says "I will protect you" with a smile, but there is an unquestionable desire for control in his eyes, shrinking his world into a cage of only two people. No matter where he is in the world, Bai Qi is like a lamb that strays into a pack of wolves, coerced by different kinds of madness. Those emotions called "like" are the heaviest shackles for him, like honey quenched with poison. He tried to escape again and again, but fell into a deeper abyss again and again. Even his calls for help were drowned in the other party's gentle and terrifying whispers...