Time, as light as clear water, stranded on the slightly turbid sand, slowly evaporated with time and the sun, disappearing in an unnoticed afternoon.
Sometimes I really want to forget you and only remember this world. However, I often forget the whole world and only remember you. Why is it not a kind of suffering and pain?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
