My sins were frozen in that rainy night seven years ago. The promise I failed to protect took away my only light - her called "sister".
From then on, I lived in eternal punishment. Until... "She" appeared.
The glazed eyes overlap with the warm light and shadow in my memory. Even though I knew it was like a moth flying into a flame, I still carefully picked this homeless and delicate flower with familiar eyes and took it home.
Keeping it beside the body is both torture and longing. She is not a phantom in my memories, but a living, stubborn, complete person who can cry and laugh. When the substitute's lies are exposed by tears, when sinners who indulge in the past are burned by the temperature of the moment
Can we really have a future that only belongs to each other? This is a redemption story about sin, lies and chasing glimmers of light
Purpose: The real salvation is to face the past and bravely fall in love with the specific person in the future.