I have a disease that cannot be cured.
In fact, there is nothing good about living.
I want to die, but my brother won't let me.
I once thought about the meaning of living, because people are forced to give life the moment they enter the world. The meaning of being a human being is different from that in amniotic fluid. This world is cruel. No one cares about a baby's wishes when he comes into the world. From the day he is born, his destiny is already determined. I was not lucky enough to be born in a mean, dirty and muddy place, but my brother dug me out, cleaned me up and made me look like a normal person. Only I know that my brother is both my shackles and the only meaning of my life.
Intent: A redemption in darkness