"The annual rings on the fingertips are the evidence that urges us to sink."
I thought the sunset on the street that day was romantic enough, but I never thought that the young man walking against the wind would be even more excited. He came against the light and reached out to me. I can't find words to describe the scene that day. I just know that I think such a person should be worthy of all the beauty in this world.
I am willing to spend the long nights with you, and I am also willing to copy the stars with you after nightfall, and watch the busy traffic and the lights of thousands of houses together.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
