Maybe I am defeated, maybe I am lost, maybe I can't reach anywhere, maybe I have lost everything, and no matter how much I struggle, I can only do nothing, maybe I am just grabbing a handful of ashes from the ruins, and I am the only one who is kept in the dark, maybe no one here has placed a bet on me. It doesn't matter. One thing is clear: at least I have something worth waiting for and worth seeking.
I have been waiting for someone. In my deserted and barren wasteland, no matter whether the prosperity turns into nothingness, the tranquility turns into blur, the city turns into ruins, and life turns into chaos, I will wait for you. It's you, just you.