Is time really the antidote? Why did it become more and more painful? Later I deleted a city weather forecast.
Clear footprints can only be made on a muddy road
Every time we meet by chance, I have planned it for a long time
"Will the sky be in a mood on a rainy day?"
"That's your little mood, you are my whole world, you are my weather forecast" "Don't always feel that you are too bad, because there are many people at your starting line who cannot see the future.
Ever since she deleted the weather forecast for that city, the sky here has never been clear again. Until the girl held the sunshine and said to her: "Don't delete me, okay? You have always been my world. "Only then did she realize that what she couldn't delete was fate, and the other person was the only and accurate barometer of her life.
Concept: Not only the sun represents light