What would you do if the person you loved most gave you the most fatal blow?
Is it love? Is it hate?
So what do I do?
To you, to me
Our love is like the most beautiful flower of the other side...
However, no matter how beautiful it is, it only lasts for a moment and will wither one day.
In such desperate love,
Should I stay or leave...
In the gray area of love, I am not the only one who is confused.