Duan An felt that he was alone in his life. He might die in an unknown place one day. Until he met Jian Chaosheng, how could there be such a person? Duan An didn't understand, nor did he want to understand, but Duan An had an inexplicable hunch that he might fall into Jian Chaosheng's hands.
He is my muse, the fire of my life, the source of everything I have.
Frustrated long-haired painter attacked by an innocent boy
Intention: Move forward courageously in your own life.