After worshiping the Buddha statue, I sat on a bench in the temple and quietly looked at the white smoke rising from the sandalwood in the stove...
"Did I do something wrong..."
"What went wrong... Why do we try our best, but still can't touch the ideal future? It's clear that fate has never given us the right to choose, but it still clings to us..."
With a long sigh, I looked up and found a little boy staring at me. I don't know when he was there or how long he looked. When he saw me, he slowly walked forward.
"Sister... Are you tired?"
"Well, I'm so tired..."
"Then... Are you happy?"
"Well, very happy!"
The little boy smiled happily.
"Sure enough! That sister said the same thing when I came last time, so I sincerely wish you and that sister...!"
"That one?..."
"That's it, thank you!"
