Stand in a corner of the world and watch the sunrise and sunset. Memories always take us back to the past unconsciously. How many of those innocent years are still in the memory? Standing today, looking back on the past, I feel grateful or regretful. Will the lost lover come back? Do you have a chance to say what you haven't finished yet? Is the person holding my hand now the same person from the beginning?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
