"I love you." All my unspoken lingering love, plain tranquility, and those beautiful blessings quietly spoken only to you are hidden in it. "There is such a diamond mountain. It takes an hour to climb over it and an hour to go around it. Every hundred years, a little bird flies over and sharpens its beak on Diamond Mountain. When the mountain is flattened, the first second of eternity has just passed..." And us? We endure death in eternity.
"How much love?"
"I love you so much that I hope you die. I hope you fall into the boundless darkness, crawl in the darkness of hell, grind your bones and eat your flesh. I hope you are never born, never appear, and we never see each other, let alone have each other."
"What is this? This is not love"
"This is love. If it's not this, then what is love?"
Intention: intention