Memory: I would rather betray others than let others betray me
Bin: What should I do so that you can stop crying and come back to me?
Ze: What should I do so that you can see me and fall in love with me?
Yu: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Please go back to the way you were before.
Words: I like you, I like you, I like you... But I can't say it, my heart aches and I can't breathe
We, you, and them are like messy threads that cannot be sorted out and are constantly being pulled. The harder we try to escape, the more entangled and tightly connected we become.