The world is not that big, it is even narrow and cramped.
But once they are lost, it is difficult to find each other again.
We meet or part ways repeatedly in front of the third person.
Mistakes were made over and over again.
What exactly are we?
A hero? Or a sinner?
A saint? Or the devil?
Is it good? Is it evil?
There is no answer.
Sin has blossomed into a flower, but it is filled with the radiance of holiness and kindness.