In the midsummer of 1990, he shattered her loneliness, using orange soda, paper roses, and red ropes to knead the warmest light of youth.
On a snowy night in 2000, Silver Wings went to Southeast Asia. The ten-year agreement came to nothing, and the unsaid feelings were buried in the snow.
He said that time is afraid of forgetting, and she said that the end is not forever, but the red line of fate has never been broken. From being ignorant when we were young to seeing each other for many years, orange dyed all over the years, time has always moved away, and I have never hesitated to walk towards you.
