As time passes, what have you gained, and what have you lost? Those who have passed away can never be brought back. All we can do is live in the present.
We cannot change the things we regret, and everything that happened has already reached its inevitable conclusion.
Song Liang sat in the front courtyard of Peach Blossom Spring, sunlight spilling down over his head. Song Yang and Zhang Jinzhi sat at the table, each holding a cup of tea.
This story has come to an end, but life must go on.
"Let's keep going, then, toward somewhere even farther away," Zhang Jinzhi said, a brilliant smile appearing on his face.
"Where to?" Song Yang asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at him.
"Of course, to the farthest place of all." Song Liang picked up a pastry and held it before his eyes.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
