The red string, which I never cared about at the time, later became the ribbon on every needle that crushed me. What used to be a happy blessing for a friend has become a curse to ridicule oneself. I made up my mind from the beginning, as long as it was brought by you, whether it was happy or sad, I was willing to take it all in, but I chose to back down after all.
Intention: the direction of the heart, the connection of emotion