I remember once watching in a TV series: "If there were only you and me in the world, then I would hold you tightly and not let you go anywhere, but this world is not like that."
No one wants to be born a mutilated individual, but who can change their sexual orientation? We are not crazy, why can the world accept us? We have not committed any crime or broken the law, we just have some differences in nature.
Oi and Yin live in such helplessness. They have no choice but to follow the principles of the world and bury themselves in this unchangeable fact.
Quote: Oi I'm sorry, stories need to have an ending.
"Then let the ending stay in the scorching sun at that time. "
I don't know how much sorry is needed to make up the tenderness at this moment, but I can't bear it.
Hiding in the depths of nightmares and reality, listening to the prosperous interpretation of the stormy night, remembering who once had a sharp face, but at this moment, letting the body fall into the depths of the season, gradually eroding.