HEx childhood sweetheart x reunited after a long break.
A nightmare.
Each is scattered. From then on, the colorful growth process faded into gray and black that year, when I was eighteen years old. The previous people and things completely disappeared from her world.
Suddenly one day.
A familiar face stood in front of her again. The surprise in the eyes, the unexpected meeting, and the ripples in the eyes recalling the past. At that moment, the memory came back to me again.
The nightmare she couldn't forget was revealed again.
The gray-black nightmare turned into a colorful picture, turning black again, one after another, torturing her day by day.
The gray sky will never return to the clear blue sky of my childhood.
We regret, regret, regret.
The river of time carries these feelings and continues to flow forward without hesitation, never slowing down for a brief moment because of these emotions.
It is useless for us to regret, it is useless to regret, and it is useless to regret.
Then, as the years go by, we all grow up.
After years of precipitation, we recall the past again and analyze them closely again. But still, I find that regret, regret, and regret are of no use at all.
Just because of them, we learned to cherish the present more while growing up on the river of time.
Purpose: Learn to cherish