I remember that at that time, that place had dark red walls, tall camphor trees, noisy and unrestrained echoes, and the cool breeze blowing in the summer. Also remember, we can make trouble with all our teeth and claws, be naughty without restraint, laugh or cry without any scruples. But why did you forget that figure that should be clear? It turns out that the only thing is, I forgot you, my boy.
It was only a long time later that I realized that it was me who had forgotten the past in time and would never think of it again. It turns out that there is nothing that cannot be let go, you just have to learn to let yourself go. I did it, what about you?
