The tip of her pen is a tempered knife, and his racket is the wings of Nirvana
A seventeen-year-old boy watched the girl in a white cheongsam in the studio having her skirt stained with paint; at midnight in Paris, at the age of twenty-four, Chi Mu smashed the glass of the gallery and caught Yu Fu who jumped from the top floor of the auction house with his bare hands. The scent of pine smoke and ink billowing from her skirt was his nightmare and obsession that had kept him awake for ten years.
Yu Fu, who was imprisoned in an oil painting frame by his father, always has an underground river of ink flowing in his bones and blood. Under the spotlight of a Paris gallery, she is the "perfect work" of an artistic family, but she burns unfinished oil paints every night and uses hidden pine smoke ink to paint ink butterflies on the back of the wallpaper.
Until later, at the Paris Open, Chi Mu, a boy who had spots of light reflected by his sweat in his youth, now bears scars burned by his brother's aura and has become a silent "silver feather weapon" on the court.
Meeting again is an opportunity to start a prairie fire
She tore apart the art scam her father had weaved for thirty years, letting the ink on the rice paper burn through the lies about sky-high prices in the auction house; he bet on the last battle of his career, using violent smashes to break the curse of the "second genius". When Chi Mu's racket was stained with the blood of the family's shady family, and when Yu Fu's wolf hair cut open the imprisonment behind the canvas, they finally understood——
Love is not about giving up on me and redeeming you, but I find that you coexist with my soul
She saw her unburned soul in his fallen wings, and he understood the origin of his violence outside the frame of her burning picture.
Two souls cast into "arts of art" by their families, using pain as an edge, completed the sharpest self-healing in the bloody fire.
She is no longer a bound butterfly, but a rekindled ink flame; he is no longer a defective replica of his brother, but a belated fire after burning the shackles.
From being forced to become a "defective product" in the shadow of his brother, to becoming an Olympic champion wearing the national flag; from a puppet trapped in the maze of a picture frame, to a master of ink painting who clings to the wolf hair, Chi Mu and Yu Fu completed the most violent rebirth in love. The moment the gold medal fell into the palette, feathers and ink colors finally became entangled into a rope of liberation.
"Chi Mu, my muse has never been the crown of golden iris, but the snapping arrow of the racket tearing the hurricane."
"Yu Fu, you are my only legal stimulant"
Intention: growth