The motives of every criminal can be understood by no one but themselves.

Probably a small move, a very absurd reason. In the eyes of others, it is simply not true. "Crazy" is probably the best definition of them.

The vast majority of people's perception of criminals is "That's it, isn't it?" Empathy is difficult, there is no real empathy, and it is just sympathy.

A lot of perverted murderers, who have killed a lot of innocent people, deserve sympathy? Of course not. But is it worth reflecting on why they have become like this?

When kindness is not enough to complete the redemption of the self, then the only way to satisfy one's pleasure is to hatch deeper malice. Encounters are their leads, and shadows become cages.

The human heart is really complex, and it is a mystery that can never be solved. Don't try to understand, you'll only see deeper darkness.

There are two sides and randomness to everything in the world. It's like day vs. night, sunny and cloudy. What about people?

Some people's lives are impossible for others to evaluate. Constant acceptance, compromise, forbearance. If you cross the limit of what you can accept, you will vent desperately.

Desire is the instinct of all living beings, either for survival or for faith...... Or, for contentment.

What is unclear is life, joy or sorrow is a story, and ups and downs are life.

I write life and death in the book, reflecting myself from different perspectives.

Live, hold on to your last conscience, and don't let down your uniqueness.

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