"You are the rotting god on the high platform, I am the unquenched spark in the mire."
Xie Jin has been hiding from the light all his life.
The mark of his mother being a murderer was engraved on his spine. He was stepped into the mud, and even his breath smelled of blood.
Until Cheng Zhuo broke the iron lock of the chemical equipment room and stood against the light, his shirt stained with rust, and the wounds he made while feeding the cat were hidden in his palms.
Everyone said that Cheng Zhuo was the perfect school boy and the unreachable sun in the clouds.
Only Xie Jin saw the product code tattooed on his lower back and heard the muffled sound of his bones hitting the floor when he practiced ball late at night.
"Would you like to make a bet to see who will be wiped out first?"
They once exchanged body heat in the rainstorm and ignited their love on the edge of the rooftop.
Until Cheng Zhuo's wedding ring slipped onto someone else's fingertips, and Xie Jin's application for dropping out of school was burned in the flames of the laboratory.
Reunited seven years later, Cheng Zhuo trapped Xie Jin at his desk and rubbed the old burn marks on his wrist with his fingertips:
"Back then you said the sun shouldn't bend down and kiss the dust."
"But what if I am the ashes burning for you?"
Intent: love, sadomasochism