He didn't know the reason for his leaving, and he didn't ask him the reason for his silence. They all thought that if the other party spoke first, everything would be different. They all expected the other party to come to them first and speak to them. They all thought that all this was just an innocent greeting and a joke from God. It's just that they don't know that there are many things that come true in just that one turn. It's no wonder that we are at the end of the world and suddenly appear when we turn around and look back, never to see each other again.
He slowly walked up to the man and gently took off the mask he wore on his face, which made the man almost mute. Behind the mask, those dark brown eyes were still so bright. Those eyes locked tightly on his cheeks, with yellowish curly hair, straight bridge of nose, thin lips and brown pupils that had haunted him for more than three thousand days and nights. Just like he promised more than ten years ago, he stretched out his hand and held the slender white fingers of the person in front of him: "Baby, I'm back!"
The church bells, the priest's prayers, people's blessings and cheers overlapped. He looked at the thin figure standing in front of him, with the same style of ring on his finger. Sunshine, music, carols, blessings, he gently touched his lips, looking at his bent eyes, he smiled: "Baby, in this life, no matter what, I will always be with you."