I stood in the center of the lake blankly: the thinly-frozen lake in front of me was silvery and pure.
"Man Ge... I seem to see you again..." I murmured, letting the salty tears flow from my cheeks and invade my mouth unexpectedly. The water with a touch of bitterness and a bit of coolness slowly slid through my throat and flowed into my long-dried heart.
"Mange! Mange! Mange! -" I finally couldn't help but lie down on the cold lake and burst into tears. The fear and despair that I had suppressed in my heart surged out like water bursting through a dam, instantly swallowing up the last trace of my remaining sanity.
"Mange! Mange! Mange!——"
Mange, I don't hate you anymore. Really...
This is a story born out of the love and hate of countless people.
Concept: The choice between love and hate