Our Love Story

When the train entered this strange city, it was neon that I had never seen before. When I opened the letter you sent me when we were leaving, I suddenly felt so much longing for the city that never sleeps in winter without seeing snow. I heard someone cheering and someone crying. I am used to traveling through the dark night full of temptation, but I can't forget your face. Has anyone ever told you that I love you very much? Has anyone ever cried in your diary? Has anyone ever told you that I care about the distance of this city? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.