Six people in the world have different destinies, but they are quietly entwined in the same bustle.
Some people stop at the edge of the abyss, some watch the world in silence; some people are in the turbid current but their hearts are drawn to drama, and some people use crutches to walk through the rugged world step by step. Some people hold the edge and protect those behind them; some people are suffering from deep sins and have morality in their hearts.
They each had their own way back home, but because of an encounter, their fates became intertwined.
Side by side in the gap between darkness and light, walking together in the interface between cold and warmth.
I think walking together means stability, I think being close can break away from the past.
I thought that the sunlight I could see when I raised my eyes would eventually fall on my shoulders. But for some encounters, the foreshadowing is written from the beginning. Somewhat close, there is warmth and abyss.
Some lights are more likely to be burned the closer they are. No one knows where the road ahead will lead. They only know that it is worth going if they are together at this moment.
Until the gears of fate slowly turn, all entanglements will finally be settled.
Burial under the rising sun, that is, "look, but also gray, that is, close to hope..."
Intention: Even in the mud and darkness, people will still instinctively chase the light. Some people save each other, some people tie each other up, some people protect each other with their lives, and some people wait silently. Destiny seems to be unpredictable, but every encounter and parting has already been quietly written. We stay close to hope throughout our lives, but we may not reach perfection, but the warmth of those who have walked side by side is enough to become the heaviest and gentlest ashes buried under the sun.