The following is taken from the author's original words.
Faced with this non-commercial game, I prefer to call it a literary work. Death is a serious matter. When I was playing this work, I seemed to be tortured by the author:
One day we will face death. What should we do then?
This work makes me feel a lot, that is, the deceased is powerless in the face of death. Setsumi is so desperate about life that he doesn't want to die at home or in the hospital. I was particularly impressed when Setsumi committed suicide by jumping into the sea.
What should I do if someone around me likes Setsumi?
The living can do nothing and say nothing to the dying. Both those who are about to leave and those who stay in the world will feel pain.
One day I will face death, too. I can't predict when it will be, maybe tomorrow. I still don't have enough respect for life, that is, the dead long for life, but I am wasting my life. Just like Setsumi looks at the map in the hospital every day, imagining that he can drive to various places, just like wild daffodils, instead of daffodils that can only open at the hospital window.
I'm ashamed of myself. Tears flow silently. I still can't express my feelings in words, as if trying to squeeze something out of my mouth, but I always feel empty and unrealistic.
Because some things can never be expressed in words or words.
The abbreviation of Luoyang
2020.5. 10
[1] The author's evaluation of his works in Zhihu.