If you can't escape, then stop trying to escape.
The more a beast trapped in a hunting trap struggles, the more painful it becomes.
Time kills many things, self-esteem, hope, the idea of living on your feet.
Nanshan's eyes were dark - his world had long been dark, with only that little light.
He An stood in front of the window, the burning cigarette butt in his hand clearly extinguished.
"Brother." Nanshan said.
"Huh?" He An turned his head and looked over, then put out the cigarette butt on the windowsill, leaving a black mark.
"Will you leave?"