Redeem That Dark Paranoid Man

I spent all my efforts to finally bring that gloomy and paranoid man back into the sunshine. Everyone said I succeeded. But only I know that every night, he will still hold my wrist stubbornly, bury his face in my neck, and say in a hoarse voice: "Don't leave me. Without you, sunshine is meaningless." It turns out that the best salvation is to become his only light and only obsession.