What is happiness? What is life and death? Whose fault is this gorgeous yet desolate entanglement of love and hate for hundreds of years? Whose fault?
Do you ever remember what I said at the beginning: The first is that it is best not to meet each other, so that we can no longer fall in love; the second is that it is best not to know each other, so that we can no longer miss each other; the third is that it is best not to accompany each other, so that we do not owe each other; the fourth is that it is best not to cherish each other, so that we can no longer remember each other.
There are not so many "bests" in the world, only destined evils and fate.
Are you still licking your wounds alone in the dark night, or have you forgotten the pain while waiting for the wounds to scab?
Have you ever loved someone?
Have you ever hated someone?
The person I want you to love and hate can only be me...
I want you to make a small space for me in your heart...
Even though... This love is colder than death...
He has no feelings! He has no love! Or he has no heart at all!
Maybe, I wish I had never known you...
If the initial encounter is destined to be a tragedy without an ending, then I am willing to spend three lifetimes fighting for my fate.