On a rainy night, he followed him.
Not out of ordinary love, but out of an almost pathological obsession and possessive love.
He wants to find a "perfect sample", a person who can truly reflect pain, fear, joy, and sinking.
He drew drawings, designed experiments, recorded data, and regarded every tremor and whimper as a scientific footnote.
He thought he was a hunter, a specimen dragged into the abyss.
But when the prey starts to bite back, when love twists into obsession——
Who are the real prisoners?
He is not treating, he is "carving".
He is not loving, but "possessing".
He is not hunting, but "symbiotic".
He paints his outlines with pain, defines his existence with fear, and weaves his soul with madness.
When the experiment goes out of control, when the sample begins to "rewrite" the script——
Hunter and prey, prisoner and master, love and destruction,
Under the dim light of the rainy night, it interweaves into a crazy and twisted dream of butterfly union.
This is a psychological thriller about possession, distortion and redemption.
It is a twisted fusion of pain and love, an inversion of the identities of hunter and prey, and a symbiosis of love and destruction.
