Later, we still did not escape the secular world. I really couldn't hold on any longer. They whipped me every day, shocked me with electric batons, showed me your photos, and forced me to feed you unknown drugs to me. It hurts so much... It hurts so much, but I still love you. I can't say the words "I don't love you".
Intention: Can we really not escape from the secular world? Is prejudice really that serious?