About This Novel
From now on, my first reaction when looking at a person is to look at his hands, and then his eyes. I want to look for those hands in my memory, and those cold eyes, but I can never find them again... But fortunately, although it will rain and there are cloudy days, the sunshine will always come, and the warmth will come late, but it will never be absent.
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