2. Memory, what is that? This is just the nonsense of a fool who can't see the necessity of forgetting. Time is the most terrible killer. People will forget, get tired, get old and leave. From a historical point of view, there is not much between us.
My heart is still uneasy. I long for someone to love me violently until I die, and understand that love is as strong as death and will always support me. I long for someone to destroy me and be destroyed by me.
I would rather stare at a brand-new ice age than witness these endless common scenes.
I didn't advance into my new life in time, and I didn't return to the old time in time. But in an instant, I became what I could be, and I tried my best to play him to the end.