"A clean and transparent soul is like white paper. And love as thick as blood drops on the white paper one by one, spreading, dyeing and blooming.
The love that has been withheld for ten years clings to me like a snake, hidden in the darkest place in my heart, and pours out in the past and present."
——They are no different from mortal beings. They are the humblest slaves given by the God of Love... They are the products of approaching, getting close to, and pursuing with full love.
——Whether it's the God of Love or the devil, they all sink in love.
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