Ruthless and affectionate, I turn back to shore attack, I am timid and humble, my life experience is pitiful and I suffer
If I call you a star, I have never climbed to the top of the Burj Khalifa; if I call you a jade, I have never even touched half an inch of your golden light. I regard the stars as beautiful jade, half a Western cigarette and half a lamp. In the lingering smoke, under the slight wick, I tell you my love for you.
Purpose: To attack the story of sadomasochism caused by misunderstanding HE