He watched the bewitching flower bloom in an instant: a blood-red flower opening on his chest. As he watched him slowly fall, everything from the past flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie...
"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"
"Should I trust you?"
"What are you really trying to do?"
"Why would you do this?"
"Maybe we shouldn't have met in the first place!"
"You..."
"Is who I am really that important? Do I need a reason to help you? If I do, then it's because I'm bored. Is that good enough?"
"Whether you trust me is up to you. Why are you asking me?"
"What I do has nothing to do with you, does it?"
"Are you trying to tell me what to do? Know your place and stop meddling in everything!"
"Maybe you're right..."
"I'm... sorry..."
Theme: Don't love someone from a place of such deep insecurity.
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Hahahahahahaha, floating life is really difficult.