When justice goes against the rules, is it necessary to abide by the absolute correctness of your belief?
If sin coincides with cause and effect, can the absolute nothingness of this curse save your existence?
Life is just like a catkin in front of the wind, with sporadic joys and sporadic sorrows.
I have nowhere to go, and you are my only home.
Purpose: Friction is inevitable in life, but don't forget the original intention of why we met here
