[The possessive and damp person in charge of the year + the docile and obedient little white flower who has been cultivated]
[Nurture style + age difference + hard words and soft heart + deep sadomasochistic love]
The driver who resigned eight years ago was in a car accident, and my parents died on the spot.
My constant crying was mostly due to fear. I was afraid that I would live a miserable life after becoming an orphan. However, my thank you thought it was because of the pain of bereavement. In the eyes of outsiders, my thank you, who was like Yama, was the most tolerant to me.
Thank you for entrusting me with my life, but also imprisoning me in my feelings. I compromised, resisted, and broke away, so that we were at odds for many years.
We clung to each other, bound by greed, tightened each other's neck, and kept exerting force...
