——He taught me how to break the chains with the warmth of blood in his palms
"Chen Zhengying, the canary you raised has learned to peck people."
On a rainy night, Song Mengyao jumped off the cliff in despair and looked at the man who personally dragged her from the abyss into another cage.
His leather shoes ran over the glass debris on the floor, and he chuckled like he snuffed out her last birthday candle ten years ago: "Yao Yao, you died once, how much pain do you plan to exchange for freedom this time?"
Everyone says that Chen Zhengying is a god in the clouds.
Only Song Mengyao knew that this lunatic in a suit and ties would pinch her waist late at night and say, "Why didn't you look like this when you cheated?"
He customized a million-diamond necklace for her, but used the chain to measure the circumference of the bruises on her ankles;
Until one day, she found the medical certificate he had hidden in the safe——
Emotional cognitive impairment, violent tendencies, post-traumatic stress disorder
The boy huddled in the corner in the yellowed photo is clearly Chen Zhengying from fifteen years ago.
"Yao Yao, please teach me... How will you listen to me?"
"You are the thorn growing out of the abyss, and I am the sacrificer who still wants to embrace your heart after being pierced by it."
——He broke her wings with his own hands, but he wanted to see her soaring over his wasteland.
Reading guide:
Double Crazy Batch Redemption/Glass shards mixed with rose sugar/She is a sharp blade polished by his own hands*
The male protagonist has a pathological affective disorder. He behaves sickly in the early stage and then kneels on the floor*
Intention: Two incomplete souls, redeeming each other
