This is a tall tale that started with a piece of toilet paper.
It is a story of two people protecting each other in the most clumsy way at the most chaotic age.
This is the story of an underground river that finally surfaced after more than 300 days and nights.
This is a story that no one said when they first met when they were seventeen years old, but it was slowly realized every summer in the future.
One thousand two hundred kilometers is a long way.
Seven and a half hours is a long time.
But she said that if four years is not enough, then eight years is not enough, and if eight years is not enough, then a lifetime is enough.
He said, OK.
Ginkgo trees turn yellow every year.
Honeysuckle blooms every year.
There is ample time.
