My name is Chen Junheng. I met Chen Zhou when I was nine years old.
In this abnormal love, I took advantage of his guilt and tied him to me. He was lying next to me, but there was always an invisible barrier between him. I thought I was pursuing freedom, but instead I became a slave to desire and paranoia.
We are all prisoners—people imprisoned by origin, desire, and debt. In this deformed relationship, holiness and despicability are intertwined and symbiotic. We cling to each other and torture each other, waiting for an answer that will never come.
When a person sees others as salvation, is this love, or is it a kind of spiritual kidnapping that "iconizes" the other person? And how can a person who is regarded as a "savior" endure the double torn of faith and humanity on the altar?
Purpose: A relationship that starts with debt can never reach true intimacy.