Old Alley Lights

The attics in the old city always have thick curtains drawn, and there is only one dim lamp, casting distorted shadows in the middle of the night. Song Zhixu was picked up. He couldn't remember who he was, but he only knew that the man named Jiang Yanci would always trace his eyebrows with his cold fingertips late at night. His voice was like broken glass soaked in ice water: "Don't even think about escaping, Zhixu, this is your home." He relied on him ignorantly, but every night he woke up, he saw the possessiveness surging in the other person's eyes, which almost swallowed him up. It was an almost paranoid guarding that locked him in this dark room, cutting off all light and wind. "Look, the outside world is so dirty, only here is clean." But he doesn't know that this so-called "clean" is a cage made of lies, silence and endless darkness. (Warning: paranoid guarding, emotional pull, two-way redemption, the end of the year) Purpose: To explore the distortion and emotional alienation of human nature under extreme circumstances, to show love and confinement under pathological possessiveness, as well as the struggle and awakening of ignorant souls in the darkness.