never ending never satisfied

The wisps of smoke-like shadows are floating in the thoughts of a lover. The slowly rising water vapor will crystallize at the right time, and then fall to the ground, escaping into the soil and waiting for the opportunity to win a piece of vitality again, a display of lush foliage. It declares that love never dies.

"Do you think it's worth it?"

"A lot of things are not judged or considered by value."

"So it's a passion?"

"It must be total devotion, total enthusiasm, for you to experience the supreme joy in it."

"Don't you think it's a pity it ends like this?"

"How can you ordinary people understand that our love will never end, and it will continue to circulate between heaven and earth."

"Are you sure?" I looked up at the man in front of me for the first time. His whole body was incomparably arrogant scarlet, not a fiery red. That scarlet had an iron aura. Maybe many people would immediately empty their stomachs because of this smell. something in it, but I got used to it, even with it, so I was treated like a succubus. "It's really hard for me to understand or agree...I think that lady should be too."

"She loves me, she begs me, because our love will never end and never be satisfied..." The man looked at his hands a little excitedly and murmured, "She loves me with all her heart, with all her heart, do you understand? Total devotion is the true meaning of love.”

"I don't think she thought it would be like this..." I turned my head and shouted to the person next to me, "You can take it away, this guy is fucking crazy."

The next day, the national newspaper headline: "Crazy killer kills and digs heart, directly opens his mouth and bites alive"