Xie Linzhou thought that what he picked up on a rainy night was a piece of burnt dead wood, docile, harmless, and at the mercy of others.
He gave Wen Xu a home, handed him hot milk, and warmed this cold body with his indulgent tenderness.
But he never thought that what was hidden in the dead wood was the fire that started a prairie fire.
Wen Xu'an, wearing the best-behaved skin, walked step by step in Xie Linzhou's world, grasping the residual warmth he called "preference" into a shackle that belonged to him.
"Linzhou, you are the only remaining fire in my ashes life."
"So, I won't let you light up others again."
[Arrogant Young Master × Gloomy Paranoid Pretender]
[One-way imprisonment under the shell of two-way redemption]
Intent: The boundary between love and paranoia that grows in desperate situations. Broken souls are bound to each other, which is both salvation and shackles.
