[Zhongguo/Xiu Wu] Heaven, Please Don't Mourn

I don’t know when it began, but I learned to enjoy guitar chords on my own... I don’t know when it began, but I came to enjoy smiling quietly by myself... I don’t know when it began, but I found myself in tears, all alone... Jiu Wu clenched the transparent bottle in his hand. His fingers turned faintly white as they squeezed it. He was holding on, enduring the pain in his heart. Its rapid beating seemed to be pushing his body to its limits, but he kept holding on. He had to last until someone came back, until that person smiled, until that person called his name with all their heart. He had never been free, but he had always been strong-willed. His life had always been arranged by others. From beginning to end, he had never done what he truly wanted. As a child, he envied ordinary kids who could happily play soccer and tug at their parents, pleading for toys. Even getting angry and wrestling in the dirt until they were covered in dust was a kind of happiness. Sweat ran down his face. His complexion was deathly pale, his breathing soft, his groans faint... From childhood to adulthood, the only thing Jiu Wu had ever known was maintaining the magnetic field and protecting the powers of the White Side. Could I live for myself just once... His lips lifted slightly. He fought off the darkness of unconsciousness and took a deep breath. Just once. The only time. The last time. Theme: