Tao hope never felt that he belonged to this world.
He hates the body, hates eating, hates desire,
I hate the attitude of being forced to "live well" even more.
Xiao Shu is just the opposite——
He was so used to being alive.
Struggling in the mire, begging for life on the edge of a knife,
Being pushed down by fate time and time again, I never asked if it was worth it.
They met at Jianzi Beach.
One is a person who takes the initiative to fall, and the other is a person who is forced to survive.
No salvation, no light,
Only briefly confirmed with each other——
"It turns out I'm still being seen."
When survival becomes a punishment,
When love is no longer an outlet,
Some people choose to continue living,
Some choose to leave altogether.
[Double male protagonists, pseudo-double strong, non-double clean, emotional flow, very hypocritical, and distorted views.
CP: A gangster in the gray area at the bottom × an awkward young man with a complicated family background
You can criticize the characters, but don't criticize the author.
The sick Tao hope gave up on herself and threw herself into the mudflat, breaking the jar and breaking it into tatters. She was about to lie down on a wooden board to rest, but she didn't expect that there was already a person lying on it.
The man glanced up at him and said, "Do you want to lie down for a while? Move halfway."
Tao hope looked at her with disdain and asked, "Why are you so dirty? I've been doing this for a long time and I'm not like you!"
"Did you fall from above? I climbed up from below."
The hypocritical bitter gourd encounters a broken pot that is trying its best to put itself together. It is not luck or fate, it is just a twist of fate.
Intention: The world is not afraid that you are a loser, it is just afraid that you will not continue to act.