Lin Wan could taste death - deep in his own throat.
On the seventh day to the last, he found his perfect lover, Shen Que.
He would make him breakfast, kiss the corners of his sore mouth, and collect the flakes of skin he shed.
He said: "Every stage of your life is so beautiful that it makes my heart tremble."
Lin Wan gradually became addicted,
"There's a sweet taste in your mouth." He kissed Shen Que and said.
Shen Que lay next to my ear and said with a smile:
"Don't be afraid, I am the best grave you prepared for yourself."
Intention: love