What does this feel like?
Cheng Zhou, in the past I lived just to live, but you tore my scars apart and removed the rotten flesh hidden under the scars.
I don't mind others opening my wounds at all. What I'm afraid of is that the rot emanating from the wounds will be known to others.
Xu Yan's role in my life is that of a redeemer. He gave me new life and my rotten soul.
You are my God. You take me to the clouds and see the world with me. You give me love and the power to be loved.
Cheng Zhou, I have seen God and I am not afraid of going to hell.
I know this may sound pretentious, it's just not my style.
Cheng Zhou, I don't know if I love you. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I will mistake my gratitude for you for love. This is too unfair to you.
You forgive me...
Concept: Two mentally ill people depend on each other for their lives