They are two lotuses growing on the edge of a cliff, struggling to survive.
They are like lotuses blooming side by side on the other side of hell, devouring each other.
They are lotuses side by side. The fall of one leads to the blooming of another.
They are like lotuses side by side. They know each other and look at each other, but they cannot always stay with each other.
——This story is dedicated to my dear brother.
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