"If loving you is a disease, then I am willing to be terminally ill."
——She set herself on fire, just to illuminate her final escape route.
"Nuan Nuan, you are my light."
"But you are my ashes."
Lin Shuang's world is dark.
The "love" of parents is the buzz of the electroshock machine, the chains in the basement, and the roar of "You must be normal."
She was used to pain and even relied on it - because only pain could prove that she was still alive.
Until Su Nuan appeared.
On that rainy day, the umbrella Su Nuan handed her was like a beam of light, squeezed into her dark gap.
But light will eventually burn those who are close.
"Wait for me."
These were the last words Lin Shuang left to Su Nuan.
But in the end, she burned herself to ashes.
But Su Nuan survived with scars all over his body.
She learned to smile, learn to socialize, and even learned to fall in love with others.
But in the dead of night, she would still unconsciously touch the faded bite mark on her collarbone——
It's as if someone's warmth still remains there.
If "love" is a high fever, then they will not recover until they die.
Concept: Love is not salvation, but another form of prison.