Five years ago, 10,000 meters above the sky.
He is a genius from the Physics Department of NTU. He has eyes above the sky and says that light takes shape only when it meets dust.
She was a newcomer to the workplace, so she silently remembered that this beam of light was only waiting for him, this speck of dust.
Five years later, we met again on a narrow road late at night.
He is an "actor with a son-in-law" who dropped out of school and was ridiculed by the entire Internet for his bad acting. He is heavily in debt and his dignity is shattered.
She is an executive of a multinational group. She holds a top-level fragrance project that is on the verge of being cut in half, and signs a life-and-death bet with her career as a bet.
She rushed into the mud and dropped five million.
It's not about buying him for a night, it's not about coveting his skin.
It was to redeem his body, wash away the embarrassment and criticism from his body, and fish him out of hell.
"After signing this contract, your person, your name, and the rest of your life will belong to me."
She is his creditor, his redeemer, and the only person who understands the light hidden in his brokenness.
He is a genius who has fallen from the altar, and she is a desperate queen.
She used her sharpness to protect him back to the clouds.
He used his dust to light up the stardust she had hidden for five years.
In this round, I bet on you.
Bet you are my destiny variable,
Let's bet on the ruins and go to glory together.
