The existence of a "hero" depends on whether he is needed, whether he is useful to people, whether he should exist... So, what about the "scapegoat"? When you are desperate and helpless, do you want a "hero" to save you, or a "scapegoat" to bear your pain?
"Scorching Color"
"You are my soul mate, proof of living, another self on the other side of the mirror."
Gray cloth is washed in white, soaked in scarlet, submerged in black, and put into clean water. What is left in the end? Is it a piece of cloth with thousands of colors, or is it a completely new product? Perhaps, only it knows...
After Jiang Pingqiu's family suffered an unprecedented blow, he lost support and gradually became the punching bag of campus bullying. His heart was broken into countless pieces, reflecting the true and false self. After his sister, who had no blood relationship with him, disappeared, he lost his last life-saving straw and floated in the boiling sea of prison.
Pain, confusion, and madness forced him to find a small refuge and let another person become the sad scapegoat.
He tore himself in half, escaping in pain and resisting in escaping.
Instinct, desire, and hatred caused him to emerge from his cocoon and become a butterfly—the second personality "Tang Jue" was born.
At the same time, Yang Zhiwen, a psychiatrist, quietly stepped into his heart.
A group of Morpho butterflies flapped their coquettish bright wings and flew into the room with no light or sound...
Concept: The backside of light is worth remembering