The farthest distance between you and me is time
You are the flower on the other side
And I am a ball of dirt on the other side of the River Styx
There are countless people around you pursuing you
But you didn't choose
He chose me without any hesitation.
What a pity~
I understood too late
when you wither
This ball of mud of mine has long since dried up.
If there is an afterlife
I hope, I am a ball of mud
Can I meet you again, the flower of the other side?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
