He fell in love with him the first time he saw him. Faced with his lukewarmness, he insisted on sticking to him to please him, committing himself to him, and for him, he was willing to dedicate everything to him. . .
Why is it that he clearly doesn't love a man, yet he is captured by his tenderness step by step, and wants to end this relationship that shouldn't have started again and again. Looking at his tearful eyes but unable to express, what is the reluctance and heartache in his heart? Is this love? . .