Three years ago, he completely disappeared from the world of his lover through a well-designed fake death.
Three years later, the bloodstains in the gallery were still wet, and the two people carrying secrets met again across the cordon.
There is no tenderness in reunion, only old feelings and temptations. He thought he had escaped the past, but he didn't know that fate had already weaved a huge web for him. His adoptive father's gaze was like a shackle, and his blood relative held a sharp knife in his hand. Even his sermon that "human nature is inherently evil" was connected to him by blood.
Hell seemed endless, but he insisted on holding on to that glimmer of light that refused to be extinguished, and walked alone through the long night to pursue the promise without deception.
Intention: love and letting go, justice and evil
