At the age of 21, Wen Juxing learned that his parents in China had died in a car accident. He gave up his master's degree in the UK and returned to China to take over his family's crumbling company and his underage brother Wen Yan.
This younger brother is fragile, beautiful, and sensitive, but unfortunately he is an illegitimate child who secretly broke into his family while he was away at school.
Wen Juxing could not help but feel jealous of Wen Yan's existence. He used indifference and charity to pull repeatedly, trapping Wen Yan by his side, enjoying the other party's attachment and fear. Wen Yan struggled between resignation and confusion, trying to get closer, but he didn't know that he had already stepped into the abyss of eternal destruction.
In the middle of the night, Wen Ju walked into the sleeping boy's room, stopped in front of the bed, made a semicircle with his index finger, middle finger and thumb, and put it under the boy's Adam's apple, imagining the object that should be close to his neck, watching it with satisfaction and enjoyment.
Give him the best food and clothing, and pave the way for him. Who else in this world besides me can take him in like this?
It's a pity that Wen Juxing was overconfident.
"You never feel good when you do those things?"
"Don't you love me at all?"
Wen Juxing half-knelt in front of Wen Yan, his cold hands holding his ankles.
"Tell me if it hurts, don't endure it yourself."
"If you don't like something, say no to something you don't want to do."
"Wen Yan, please, don't give me charity. Is it okay if you really love me?"
Intention: Love is support, but also a taboo; it is dependence, but also a shackles