The hot tropical rainforest is filled with a strong smell of blood. There are corpses dripping with blood on the ground. The occasional gunfire seems to go through his brain. His numb limbs seem to be no longer his own. The enemy is walking away with a smile on his face. The corpses of his comrades with eyes still open. How much blood of the enemy is needed to soothe these heroic souls who cannot rest in peace. Passionate and indifferent × indifferent and distant, also known as why he always ignores me.
Intention: Push away the layers of dark clouds and let the sunshine spread over the earth