Jiang Ci lives in a city so strange it defies belief.
On the subway, hostile gazes come at him from every direction.
When he returns home, gloom follows him through the shabby alley where he lives.
His beautiful face stands out against the filthy streets and the hostile stares.
Jiang Ci gets a job at a factory.
People in this city are randomly sent into instance dungeons.
The factory’s widely acknowledged “flower” is Jiang Ci. He doesn’t dare fall asleep at night, afraid of the coworkers who covet his beauty. In the dead of night, he curls up in the tiny room he occupies alone, tucked away in the farthest corner.
A pair of warm hands gently strokes his forehead.
A cold kiss melts on his brow like falling snow.
When Jiang Ci wakes with no memory of it, there is always a black handkerchief tied around his wrist.
The next morning, a piercing scream rings through the factory. The lecherous warehouse manager has met his end by the lake.
At night, Jiang Ci chooses to pretend to be asleep.
A tall, handsome man kneels reverently before him and kisses the back of his hand. His voice is cool as he says, “Good night.”
Jiang Ci’s tense heart relaxes in an instant.
This man is like a god, protecting him, and Jiang Ci is the man’s god in turn.
Premise: Life may be hard, but keep living with optimism and perseverance
