He had been severely abandoned by the world, covered with scars, trapped himself in the darkness, and used indifference and thorns to build a wall that no one could get close to.
He had seen life and death and was used to restraint, but the moment he met him, all his calmness collapsed.
One is a broken soul struggling in the mud,
One is a gentle healer who walks alone in the light.
From tit-for-tat and hurting each other, to cautious and slowly approaching.
Cut first, and your heart will tremble when the knife reaches your heart;
Love lasts until the rest of your life is hot.
They are not a perfect match, but they are each other's only salvation.
Burn all despair, just to rise above the ashes,
Give you all the remaining tenderness.
