In the passage of time, we have missed such a person.
At first, I thought he would always be on his left hand, but in the end, they were scattered to the end of the world.
The boy in the story passed by her most beautiful time, but left her with only memories to cherish.
There is also a tenderness that can never be found again, a tenderness that belongs only to him.
She remembered the song he sang and never forgot the gentle look on his face when he sang.
That's enough.