Self-protection from lightning: gb Gu Han (female A)
"Why can't you fall in love with me?" "Why are you hiding from me?" "Say you love me, say it!" "That's not it, it's not like that, your eyes were not like this before, you don't love me... Did I do something wrong..." He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, huddled in the corner and suppressed his emotions. She was trembling uncontrollably, her eyes were innocent and simple, like a god untainted by the world, but now it was like a demon crawling out of hell, her skin was sickly white, her white cuffs were stained red with blood, she was holding a whip in her hand, and she was approaching him step by step. He struggled desperately, dragging the quilt with him. The tortured and exhausted body moved to the door, but was dragged back by her again. "You are always like this." There was deep helplessness in her blood-colored pupils, as if this was really just her lover making trouble unreasonably, and she was just coaxing him patiently. Why... Why did it happen like this? This question kept popping up in his mind, but was wiped out by the wave of pain. In the end, he couldn't think of anything, and he couldn't make any sound. Tears dried on his face, like a fish on the chopping board. He was suffocating bit by bit, from struggling, to paralysis, to heart-broken.
Concept: The boundaries of hatred are blurred, who can distinguish between love and hate?
