Wen Yan's seventeen years of life were a nightmare that never saw the light of day.
When he was seven years old, he was sold to the devil by his biological parents and became a prisoner of darkness.
He thought he would rot in that cold cage until that man kicked open the door to hell on that rainy night.
Pei Wang, the most feared living king of hell in Beijing circles.
Everyone thought that Mr. Pei took away the scarred rag doll just for fun.
But no one knew that this "creditor's visit" that seemed to be a robbery was Pei Huan's redemption that he had been planning for ten years.
"Mr. Pei, I am a monster, I am dirty, I am not worthy..."
"Shut up." The man's eyes were red, and he held him tightly in his arms, his voice trembling, "You are not a monster, you are Wen Yan, the lover that I, Pei Fan, have been looking for for ten years and have placed in my heart."
Later, Pei Wan, the most arrogant person in Beijing circles, gave up all his sharpness and violence for the sake of a sickly and thin young man.
He healed his scars with his own hands, rebuilt the castle for him, and doted on him to the sky.
"Yanyan, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Intention: "Cross the abyss with delusional thoughts, heal the rest of your life with gentle words."
This is not only a story about "a boss redeeming a sick and weak boy", but also a profound discussion about "reshaping dignity" and "soul redemption". The story explores the sins of the native family, the oppression of capital power, and how love can become the ultimate medicine to heal all wounds through Wen Yan's process of breaking free from inhumane destruction and rebuilding himself amidst Pei Wang's extreme preference. It tells readers: Even if you are in the darkest abyss, even if your body and soul are trampled to pieces, as long as there is a glimmer of light, life can still usher in Nirvana and rebirth. True love is not condescending charity, but respect, bottomless protection, and the patience to help you put the broken pieces of yourself back together bit by bit.