In the past and later, I traveled alone, missed myself, and carried my own dreams, but vaguely remembered the beauty you gave me. But now, I have searched the world, but I can no longer see the same past. In the haze, I saw my former self and those memories again. It turns out that after all this time, you are still there, right where I can touch you when I turn around. I stood on the other side of the world, looking at you and smiling silently. My dear, I suddenly began to think about the past that belonged to us. I don't know, do you still remember it?