Ols: True brothers, little abuser, tentatively scheduled to have an open ending.
The world is like a silent white boat, drifting for centuries. Under the white boat is the turbulent rapids, carrying countless dead bodies, limbs and shipwrecks. The last man in the world is paddling across a river in a small boat. On the other side of the river is the sea. On the other side of the sea is his invisible distant brother. His brother is sitting in front of the window looking at the same sea as him.
The window faced the sea, Xiang You kissed the sea water gently, like pushing the sea water to kiss the corners of his brother's eyebrows. Xiang Yi is thinking that if the world is flat, he can row to the world of Wuyi, but the world is round, and he cannot cross more than distance, life and death.
But a blank space, endless ethics. If possible, he would like to talk about love before the end of the day, and talk about the sad soul under a farce.
He heard Wu Ni say, "We don't want the next life, okay?"
Purpose: Reflections on Doomsday, Paradox Love
