Haruki Murakami said: "We are all fragile eggs, hopeless against the high wall of the system."
They are two of the most ordinary people in the world. One is a highly educated office worker; the other is a migrant worker with a low level of education but an extremely righteous nature. They are all running for life, they are one of all living beings, and apart from their outstanding appearance, they have nothing abnormal; they love each other, face setbacks together, share joy together, they give each other the best time of their lives; they work together and gradually become rich from nothing.
And they are destined to be extraordinary. They are all men, and they are only extremely excited by the male hormones with a faint scent of mint. They are a group of people whose souls wander on the edge of the world. They long for belonging and warmth. Like all heterosexuals, they long for a warm home and the right person to spend a lifetime with.
Facing the indifferent world, the high walls of the system, and the stubborn ideas in people's hearts, they are unable to resist. They can only hug each other tighter every silent night, and they can only defend the oasis in their hearts with the strongest posture.
Even in a country like the Netherlands, which has long opened its warm and tolerant embrace to homosexuals. Nor can they eliminate their discrimination against homosexuals and their families and children. When he stood in the bright studio and watched a Dutch boy on the stage expressing his love for his two fathers through singing and recounting the ridicule he received at school, he couldn't help but shed tears...