Lust was normal, it was okay to lust after another man, but love them? You never heard of anything like that. Your talks between you and the other young men you were raised with discussed how to use oil so slick them up but never how to tell them to leave the war because it is too dangerous and you just don’t know how you would continue to live knowing they’re dead.
Mature. Poor confused Li Shang… This is short but lovely in its bittersweetness.
Cherry Blossoms on the Battle Field, by forgettingthedetails