Promise is a warm word, and it is also the culprit that makes everything pale and cold.
If I had to name one color, it would be scarlet, hot and dangerous, dazzling and intense.
We made an agreement... But you broke the agreement... I am still working hard for the agreement to this day, but you are no longer there.
What I once feared was pain, but now I fear loneliness and silence.
——You are not me, and you cannot become another me. You can still go back, but I can never go back.
——Don't look back, keep moving forward, keep making wishes, until the moment your destiny changes, don't miss it and look back.
As long as it is for my wishes, I can give up everything.
Tenderness can't change anything, it can't save oneself in difficult times, it can't change time in sadness, nothing can be done, so I have to use my hands to create my destiny and the known future, even if it will be stained with blood.
PS: This article is a companion article to:, it is somewhat related, but it can be read independently~