Facing the Sun and Chasing the Darkness

"Auntie, don't you want your brother anymore?" "No more." "Then give him to me. I just lack a brother." That year, she "adopted" him, who had been abandoned by the world, with an innocent request. She was the fireworks in the restaurant and the only light in his cold world. He was the silent rock, the obsession that she could not completely cover up even though she spent her whole life. They grew up together and clung to each other in the cold winter when they lost their loved ones. He became the sharpest blade, and she became the hand that saved lives and healed the wounded. He went to the minefield, and she went to the battlefield. He said, "I don't have my parents anymore." She said, "I will always be your family." This was once a story about redemption and protection. Until the foreign artillery fire beats the salvation into a cage and crushes the guardian into dust. He was injected with poison and his nails were pulled out, and her soul was torn apart. In the end, he sacrificed his own life in exchange for her suffering for the rest of her life. She survived, carrying all the memories about him, repeating the summer with him over and over again in the endless years. It turns out that the most painful loss in the world is not "I lost you", but "you died because of me, and I refuse to forget you even in my madness."