"He is a crazy painter who paints with blood, and she is a genius researcher who plays games with death."
When she was seven years old, she rescued him from a heavy rain, who was covered in scars. A scarf embroidered with "Qingxiao" became the only light in his dark childhood.
We met again at the age of twenty-eight. He was a controversial top painter, and she was a rising star in scientific research to overcome porphyria.
They met again in the fateful rain - he fell on the street covered in blood, and she tore open his shirt to give him first aid, only to find the wound that overlapped with her childhood scar.
He was addicted to paranoia and used extreme methods to lock her into his sight: "Xie Qingxiao, if you dare to look at others one more time, I will die for you!"
She was as calm as a knife, but she glimpsed his soul under the microscope: "Pei Yindeng, your paintings are not crazy words, they are medical records."
In the confrontation between art and science, there is an undercurrent of redemption and destruction——
He tore open the scars and turned the pain of childhood imprisonment into brush strokes;
She bet her faith and used experimental data to fight the curse of fate.
"You are the light in my darkness, and I am the variable outside of your data."
When light and shadow intertwine, redemption and madness collide, can their love break free from the shackles of childhood?
——This gamble with life as a contract, starting from the rainy night, was destined to have no retreat.
It's a small short story, mainly because I don't have much education and can't write it long. Come on, and my title is in YXH style. Hahahaha, it's eye-catching.
In fact, I also wrote another version with a similar plot line, but that version was more boring.
Concept: The male protagonist uses "madness" as his artistic expression, and the female protagonist uses "coldness" as her scientific armor to reveal the common human demands under extreme appearances - to be seen and healed.