A love that never has time to grow old.
The world is never fair.
Some people are born with medicine, and some people are born with specimens.
Some people can live to be thirty years old, and some people can see the last sunset at the age of twenty-three.
But one thing is fair -
Those who have been loved die smiling.
The day An Chang left, it was dawn outside the window.
The sun fell on the ground and beside the empty bed.
He is out of sight.
But the sun will still rise.
Every day.
For him, and for all those who are plagued by illness but live hard.
Concept: Love is not a miracle. Just survive.