That year, Mu Tingbai walked into the alley and saw a man leaning against the wall, against the light. He thought, this man is so free.
Two people, one takes one step forward and the other takes two steps back. One retreated too long and forgot how to stop, and the other walked too far and forgot why he kept walking.
He clearly knew that Shen Du was dangerous, cold, and embarrassing, but he still couldn't help but walk over again and again.
It's not a way of repaying a favor - he's already done so.
It's not sympathy - Shen Du doesn't need anyone's sympathy.
Ever since Mu Tingbai saw Shen Du under the afterglow of the sunset, that figure had been in his mind, lingering.
It was something called freedom that he had never had, so he greedily approached and tried to steal some fire from Shen Du.
After stealing for a long time, he discovered that the fire was fake. That person is not a ball of fire, but a piece of ice, and even he is in darkness.
But when he found out, he couldn't retreat.
He didn't know why he was still standing there, maybe he was just waiting for someone to turn around.
Intention: Two-way redemption
