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Themoonwasasliverofcoldsilverinthesmog-chokedsky，castingitsindifferentlightupoy’ssprawling，feverishheart。Inapenthousethatseemedtofloatabovethemundanesoftheworldbelow，twofigureswerelockedinatableauthatwouldhavemadeapoetweeporapriestdespair。
Theairsmelledofexpensivewhiskeyandthefaint，metalligink。SongYiqianstoodbythefloor-to-ceilingwindow，hisprofilesharpandunmovedasablade，thecity’selectricdreamsreflectedinhisdarkeyes。Heheldaglass，theicewithinitcligasoft，solitaryrhythmagainstthesilence。
JiHuaijinwasastudyintrast。Hehadbeen，momentsbefore，awhirlwindofplayfulaffe—apuppynuzzlingathismaster’shand，allwarmthandeasydevotion。He’dbeenchatteringaboutsometrivialthing，hislaughterlightandairy。Buttheatmospherehadshifted，coilingintosomethingtighter，darker，aspalpableasastormfront。
TheplayfullightinJiHuaijin’seyesgutteredanddied。Itwasextinguishedsopletelyitseemedadifferentpersonnowoccupiedhisskin。Thecharming，boyishcurveofhismouthstraightenedintoahard，flatlihegewassoabruptitwasjarring，arecordscratasweetsymphony。
“Youlookatthem，”Huaijinsaid，hisvoicelow，allthemusiefromit。Itwasastatement，flatandcold。Hedidn’tspecifywho‘them’was。Theadmirers?Theworld?Itdidn’tmatter。Theaccusationwasabsolute。
Yiqiandidn’tturookaslowsipofhiswhiskey。“Ilookatmanythings。”
“No。”Thewordwasashardofglass。Huaijinclosedthedistaweenthem，hismovementunnervinglyfluid。Hedidn’tgraborshove;hesimplyinvaded，hispresencesuddenlyoverwhelmingthespaciousroom。HestoodsocloseYiqiancouldfeeltheheatofhisbody，couldseethedark，possessivevortexswirlinginhisgaze。Thepuppywasgohiswassomethingelseentirely—somethingaandravenous。
“Youletthemexistinyourperiphery，”Huaijinwhispered，thesoundintimateandthreatening。“Yougivethempiecesofyourattention。Fragmentsofyourtime。Scraps。”Hishandcameup，nottotouch，buttohovernearYiqian’sjaromiseoftact。“It’swasteful。”
Yiqianfinallyturnedhishead，meetingthatstaze。Aflickerofsomething—amusement?anticipation?—passedthroughhisowncoolposure。Hesaidnothing。
Huaijin’slipscurled，notintoasmile，butabaringofteeth。Theplayfulpuphantom，replacedbyacreatureofpure，unadulteratedobsession。Theloveheofferedwasnotagehing;itwasacagewroughtoffigold，apossessiontotalandabsolute。
“Shutoutthenoise，Yiqian，”hemurmured，hisvoicedroppingtoavelvetthreat，asinfulpromise。“Allofit。Thecity。Thevoices。Thesixpence-clatteringworld。”
Hishandfinallymadetact，fingersbrushingagainstYiqian’scheekwithatouchthatwasterrifyinglygewasthecalmbeforetheviolation。
“Iwantyoureyestoseeonlyme。”Thewordshungintheair，notarequest，butadecree。
“Iwantyourmindtounravelforme。”Afessiontwistedintoademand。
“Iwantyourart，yourbreath，yoursilence—allofit。”Heleanedin，hiswordsahot，desperatewhisperagainstYiqian’slips，aprayerandathreatiheonlytrutheitherofthemwouldeverneed:
“Letmebeyouronlydamnorientation。”
