The past events naturally refer to things in the past.
I still vaguely remember some fragmentary past events, about family, friendship, and... Love - but that's not really love, maybe it's just a kind of almost blind worship.
I remember that when I was young, I was like a little boy, not afraid of anything. As he grew older, he began to be afraid. He didn't want to say anything, didn't dare to ask anything, and could only continue to be suspicious in his heart.
☆Don't laugh after watching this! ☆(Even though I can't see you smiling...)
Welcome to tease, meow~