The desert is desolate and barren, but you are my full sun, shining brightly. You shine on everything, and I am lucky enough to receive a ray of light.
However, the full sun will eventually fall. It doesn't matter. I will tolerate everything you have until you rise from the ashes.
People often say that the desert will swallow everything, including the blazing sun. I thought I was free, until I saw the vast desert, I realized that I was deep in a cage.
The fall of the full sun is never a dead end, but a willingness.
Five years later, he rescued me again, and I knew we would never be apart again. He brings flowers, hugs, and truths that have been hidden for a long time.
He took off his shirt, revealing the scars all over his back, "Trust me for the last time, okay?"
[Hibernating Control Attack × Broken Sensitive Feeling]
Weekly update, practice writing
Intention: Live towards the sun, go against the wind