Long story short version: You always have to pay back when you come out to hang out. You will do anything for your own future. You deserve to lose in the end. If you win, the person who loves you or the person you love will always leave you. This is retribution.
Literary Edition: As we travel further and further away, there are no more books. Where can the fish sink in the vast water?
I'm dreaming again.
It was just like the dream of yesterday morning, or should I say, it kept repeating this dream: heavy snow in the sky, neon cloak, bursts of plum fragrance lingering in my nose, and that cold red face... However, I could no longer see the outline of its owner clearly. In a daze, I seemed to vaguely hear a few "Brother Qing" calling me... Right?
Conception: