"Am I not good enough to you?"
The man gently shook the sake in his glass and looked lovingly at the person in his arms.
"When will you get along with me?"
The man couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to every word clearly. It turned out that... In these long years, he had never felt better with him.
"Then if I drink this poisonous wine today, can it be regarded as the last favor to you?"
The wine glass falls to the ground, the crowd disappears, the vermilion is gone, and the people are gone...