——Is she my shadow, or am I her shadow? To you, I am just a beam of light, but she is actually someone who has lived with you for five years...
Look, the swaying blood flowers are so beautiful, just like the shadow of a ghost. At first you will be attracted by her enchantment and fascinated by her fantasy, and eventually you will be deeply involved and unable to stop.
Too much intolerance and kindness will turn into indulgence; too much indulgence and accommodation will be like poison, penetrating into the body and bone, slowly eating away at the person, and eventually devouring the internal organs until the end of life...
If it is really good for her, let her suffer the pain. She has to walk step by step on her own. She has to endure the pain by stuttering and peeling her skin to be reborn.
Concept: humanity, love