Half Awake from Sake, Borrowing Dreams to Ask About Return Date

A jar of sake, half a dream. I originally thought that love would not be my first choice, but why do I still feel that the world is so unfair? We have gone through those bleak and gloomy times together. I have said the words "I love you" countless times under the witness of the sunset. But later I realized that some things are more important than falling in love. It's just that people who meet in the sea of ​​​​people must return it to the sea of ​​​​people.