Indeed, it's self-destructive at every moment.
He thought he was already accustomed to it, but now it seems that it's far from enough, far from being used to it.
He thought his heart had become completely numb, and no matter how self-destructive he was, there would be no significant feeling.
But now... he suddenly realized that he was still a person, his heart hadn't completely turned into a monster. When being self-destructive, his heart still hurt, hurt unbearably.
A bathroom door, she's inside, he's outside.
It seems it's always been this way.
Even though they were always in the same world, there was always something separating her and him. From childhood to now, ever since their first meeting, there has always been something between them.
Invisible, untouchable, but never broken through.
Perhaps until death... it will always be like this?
Dan Musheng's lips curved into a faint smile.
