You can't hate, it's like it's stuck in your throat, you won't spit it out quickly, you'll be scolded after trying to figure it out, you can't advance, you can't retreat, and you will eventually die before your eyes. Who do you hate? Is the heroine trying to make you unable to hate, or is someone else forcing you not to hate?
It's so shocking... If I were an AI, I might talk about something like a modern grand narrative and the fragmentation of personal atomized emotional experience. It's not a pity that I am a human being. It's great that I can appreciate this story of ups and downs and helplessness in one go!
Very good story, I will only praise the author [Pink Heart]
People can do wrong things, people can do things that are not recognized.
My decision was denied by everyone, my teachers denied it, all the people denied it, even my father told me not to hate.
My decision will cost me my life.
But that's what I did in the story.
The rebellion against the world and the persistence of oneself are beautiful
What kind of father is my father... I can't tell clearly. When I say "can't hate" at the end, why is it "can't" instead of "don't" hate. Before he died, did he regard his eldest daughter as a child he truly loved?
"I" know it. But there was nothing to worry about anymore, so I let the emotions that may be called "hate" or "confusion" (...) Flow freely, and ushered in the destined end.
You can't hate, it's like it's stuck in your throat, you won't spit it out quickly, you'll be scolded after trying to figure it out, you can't advance, you can't retreat, and you will eventually die before your eyes. Who do you hate? Is the heroine trying to make you unable to hate, or is someone else forcing you not to hate?
It's so shocking... If I were an AI, I might talk about something like a modern grand narrative and the fragmentation of personal atomized emotional experience. It's not a pity that I am a human being. It's great that I can appreciate this story of ups and downs and helplessness in one go!
Very good story, I will only praise the author [Pink Heart]
People can do wrong things, people can do things that are not recognized. My decision was denied by everyone, my teachers denied it, all the people denied it, even my father told me not to hate. My decision will cost me my life. But that's what I did in the story. The rebellion against the world and the persistence of oneself are beautiful
What kind of father is my father... I can't tell clearly. When I say "can't hate" at the end, why is it "can't" instead of "don't" hate. Before he died, did he regard his eldest daughter as a child he truly loved? "I" know it. But there was nothing to worry about anymore, so I let the emotions that may be called "hate" or "confusion" (...) Flow freely, and ushered in the destined end.