“My wife once told me about the lotus... I only remember that it blooms for just two days. Probably because it’s so special and very beautiful. So, I have time—only while the lotus blooms. Otherwise, I’ll fade too. Forever...
Sometimes time squeezes like a spring and turns into short, sharp seconds—like the crack of a whip. Then that spring straightens out, and time flows again according to its slow laws. But what you did in those moments can’t be changed; it can’t be fixed.
Carefree relations between loving spouses suddenly begin to collapse. There are doubts, jealousy, surveillance, and murder... So not everything was really that wonderful? A man and a woman have to go through trials and learn to hear each other.