In the dancing light, the disappearing figures and the flowing human figures have long been desolate. Who is whose? Falling into the world, it is just a grain of dust under the light of time. Those times, those loves, are drifting away. Staying in the bottom of my heart, the faint longing is like a breeze blowing across each other's faces.
I loved you and will always cherish you, the only youth in my life...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
