When pheromones hit, the coldness of pine needles and disinfectant water shattered the mist of rotten roses. Leng Tinglan's fingertips were numb, and the unfamiliar palpitations were like the cracking of piano strings - the Alpha doctor named Dang Yi's eyes were like glass scraped by a scalpel, cold and precise, but when he staggered, he stretched out his hand and it was hot at the touch.
The lead singer is burning under the spotlight, and no one knows that the shadowless lamp is on on the operating table in the dark. As a top cardiac surgeon stitches together a broken heart, The Ting's ethereal rock music flows through his headphones. He used his family's power to pave a smooth path for Omega, just like wiping the most sophisticated surgical instruments, erasing the traces of his own existence, but he could not erase the remains of memories burned deep in the pheromones, the fragrance of roses mixed with strong liquor.
Forgetting is a grand lie. When Leng Tinglan had a splitting headache in the melody of the old city, the question penetrated the carefully constructed curtain: "What did you steal from me?" Dang Yi's calmness finally broke, and he knelt on the edge of the abyss like a sacrifice: "Your pain. And the fact that I love you itself."
The new song tore through the night sky in front of tens of thousands of people, and the lyrics were like needles for retrieving memory fragments. Leng Tinglan looked down at the tear-filled eyes in the audience, and her fingertips brushed against his tear tracks, like plucking the strings of fate:
"It's you under the abyss. This time, the hilt is in my hand."
The cedar silently surrounds the dewy lily of the valley, and the scars become new lines of music.
Intention: He personally erased the memory of his lover, but he could not escape the heartbeat of fate.
