Introduction:
He was the flawless older brother, and I was the younger brother who huddled in the shadows.
The car accident took away his parents and his sanity. I gave him back the coldness of many years inch by inch - until that snowy night, I left him in the eternal whiteness.
I thought the story was over.
Until he returned, he became the most dazzling top figure with the starlight and wind and snow all over the world. And I changed from the perpetrator to his only silent audience.
He finally smiled at me, and that smile was as warm as the snowy night:
"Brother, have you seen it? The snow you gave me, I turned it into diamonds and put them on every lens that stares at you."
It turns out that it was not revenge.
It was a grand, silent, and inseparable funeral that we completed together.
When the snow falls tonight, bury me in your arms.
Forever and ever.
Intention: Hate is the ashes of love, bury you and bury me