[Two male protagonists ➕Double female protagonists ➕Male and female ➕Taboo and sinking ➕Unable to love]
"x said he saw y."
Dear x:
When you shed your first tear, you still don't understand the footnote of "sadness".
You measure the world without the explanation of "tears" with a stubborn and almost rigid cognition.
Dear x, you use reason and indifference to disguise your fragile heart, but you clumsily and sincerely beg for loneliness: please love me.
Therefore, dear x, I was created by your own hands, and I buried you with my own hands.
Dear x, I once asked you, where do you want to escape to?
You said that you would go to a deserted land and dance a solo dance with me—ours alone, a silent dance.
Dear x, your love is silly, yet cautious, like the first tentative wind in spring.
Dear x, when the cold knife penetrates the body, it must be very painful.
But I know this is not a compromise.
I understand that a child who is isolated from the world at birth cannot save himself even if he tries his best...
But dear x, you didn't lose - people put on their wedding clothes to fight against the world, and I really love you.
