If fate is a huge gamble, Chen Zhuo and I have staked everything on it.
I bet on lies and his delusion.
He bet on violence, on my surrender.
It turns out that the most deafening thing is not the sound of the dice cup settling.
But after the loud noise, for the rest of the long life, the two heartbeats gradually became the same frequency, a faint reverberation.
Intent: Trying to subvert and reconstruct the single narrative about "love".
It tells about an emotion that is "unhealthy, incorrect, and not beautiful," but is established because of its extreme realness, depth, and exclusiveness. It questions the purity of love and affirms its complexity and vitality.
