After several fateful encounters, he and he went from being strangers to becoming intimate.
He regarded him as the only sun in his heart, and he regarded him as the only rose in his hand.
Things didn't go smoothly for them. A separation forced them not to see each other for a long time.
When we meet again, he wants to hold on to this rose tightly
But he said, "I am not the rose you are looking for, just the thorn."