Blind man × madman
Patient × director of mental hospital
year
It took me several years to collect enough seeds.
So, when will you come to love me?
"When will you pick me up?"
"Wait until they bloom."
The little blind man blinked his dull and dull eyes, and his thin body had no color at all in the vast world. He was like a wisp of wind or a ball of air in nowhere, in the Milky Way a few feet away.
But they are foxtail grass and cannot bloom.
What are you afraid of? I don't ask you to love me all the time.
"My dear, do you see that patch of flowers? It means I love you."
Purpose: live a good life