I had a dream. I dreamed that Han Shi and I were just like ordinary couples. We went to and from get off work together and watched movies together. We also quarreled but always made up quickly.
Later, when we got married, he kissed me and put a ring on my finger at ten minutes after sunset. He said he was afraid that I would be lonely, so he bought me a cat. We sat together to eat every day. After dinner, he washed the dishes and I went downstairs to throw out the garbage. I would also buy him a pack of cigarettes. With the remaining money, I secretly bought ice cream. When he learned that I had eaten ice cream, he always complained that I would have diarrhea. I sat on the sofa and watched his busy figure.
Concept: How can two boys overcome obstacles and be together smoothly? Does love necessarily mean losing freedom? There are many imprisoned loves in real life, and I turned this hidden behavior into an extreme desire for protection, which led to deep thought: Is this kind of love acceptable? Will there be eternal love even if I lose my freedom and self?