In his world, it rains all year round and there is no daylight.
Loneliness is the norm, pain is the background, and even the breath is moist and cool, thinking that in this life, I will be trapped in this endless rain forever.
Until I met him, a seemingly indifferent person, but hiding extreme tenderness.
They are each other's glimmer of light in the darkness, a hand stretched out in the mud, and the only bond that refuses to give up on the edge of despair.
He didn't know when this relationship turned sour. He only knew that he hoped to spend the rest of his life with each other, waiting for the weather to clear up together during the rainy season.
Intention: Trapping the past is the rainy season. If we embrace each other and love each other, we can wait for the sunshine in our hearts and the rest of our lives.