He was once the most transparent Omega in the Jin family, and his pheromones were slightly bitter broken white peach. A piece of paper with a 99.8% Matching degree sent him into the cage of the business emperor Bai Yang. That Alpha, whose pheromones were like cold cedar, only gave him alienation and hurt, and trampled that humble love to pieces.
When conspiracy and misunderstanding turned into sharp blades, Jinnian decided to leave with a carefully planned death. It was not until then that Bai Yang read his unspoken words of love in the ruins, and the regret that burned his heart and bones was like wildfire.
Three years later, fate reverberated. The painter in the wheelchair lost his timidity and was reborn like Nirvana. And the Alpha who was once so condescending has long since burned away his pride in the long crematorium, leaving only a humble watch.
"Jin Nian," he begged with choked sobs, "please love me again."
From brokenness to wholeness, from echo to response. This is a redemption that begins with backlighting and ends with an embrace.
Intent: "Love is not condescending possession, but protection with equal respect; salvation does not come from the gift of fate, but from the courage of self-nirvana."