Time is a burden. Why can't she forget something that should have vanished from memory in an instant?
The past is a heavy shackle, imprisoning someone's soul.
Strangers' paths cross; sorrow and joy, partings and reunions. There has always been a secret in my heart.
What will you do when I approach you with ulterior motives? What will you do when I love you with bloodthirsty hatred? What will you do when only death can redeem everything?
As I leave, let me look at you one more time. This may be the last time. I spent my whole life, without hesitation, coming this far.
The love and hate between us will remain forever in this moment. Peacefully, peacefully, I close my eyes. I will never see your face again...
The air is so gentle, the breeze so fresh. My love and hatred wither away with the wind.
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