The city is big and loneliness is expensive.
I was evicted by my landlord on the street at one o'clock in the morning, but I reunited with the boy I had been waiting for three years.
He is still dazzling, but he no longer recognizes me.
I am still humble, holding on to the memories and refusing to let go.
The seventeen-year-old bicycle and the night breeze, the promise and the heartbeat, all died in that farewell without saying goodbye.
I traded three years of wandering for a reunion, but he destroyed all my obsessions with a cold look.
It turns out that the most painful thing is not separation between life and death.
I am still where I am, but you are already a stranger.
In the old days, I waited for the wind and I waited for you,
But when the wind comes, you will never come back.
Urban reality｜Heart-breaking and tear-jerking｜Regrets of youth｜Reunited after a long absence
