Han Xia has never liked anyone, and he doesn't know how to like anyone.
What does it look like?
Is it the hysteria that cannot be obtained, or the humble silence of Bai Dong, walking on thin ice.
"I like you" repeated in my ears over and over again.
Just like quantum entanglement, like orbital binding, it starts over and over again, endlessly.
He never knew better than at this moment what it was like to like.
Even if he can't get it, he will get it, even if he ends up being shattered to pieces, he will still drag Bai Dong with him.
Greed, mixed with unwillingness and madness, surged rapidly in an instant. He was probably crazy, clearly and completely.
A truly strong man will never be pushed off the altar. He will step on the bones on the ground to raise the altar step by step.
Concept: Love is like quantum entanglement, bound by orbits, coming over and over again, endlessly.