When I was young, I passed notes, got wet in the rain, and made promises. Later, they were scattered in the sea of people, one in the south and one in the north.
Distance drags "the future" into a distant future, and crushes "together" into separate things.
Fifteen years later, the classmates reunited. He took his son and he held his daughter.
The old scarf is still at the bottom of the box, and the crooked embroidered cat patch has long since pilled.
It turns out that for some people's stories, it's enough to stop at "Long time no see".
Intention: Difficult to calm down