Your love for me is not salvation, but destruction.
The love that ended in vain eight years ago was a sweet and painful scar deep in their hearts that they did not want to touch for Haschi and Masaya. They met again eight years later, but it was in a fun venue, drinking wine and dinner.
What comes with the reunion is not tenderness, but various calculations and conspiracies.
The betrayal came suddenly and violently, but Lianchi still felt that what was hidden behind that smile was clearly reluctance and helplessness.
Many years ago, when fireworks bloomed in the lonely night sky, the boy once made a wish in his heart.
——I hope you never know how much I love you.
(Note: The background of the story is Japan, those who don't like it may enter by mistake)