Loving you destroys all reason, and eventually becomes a demon, becoming the bloodthirsty king in the dark night; the piercing pain, the bloody wounds, just to become the only blooming blood lotus in your heart, to replace your heart and occupy your soul. The loneliness of the falling snow, just to give the most true blessing, turns into thousands of snow flakes and melts into the sky. Addicted to love, the intertwining of laughter and pain, the gathering of tears and blood... Where is that love and persistence? ······