In six years, some things can be forgotten, and some cannot be forgotten.
We are walking through hell with no end in sight.
I asked myself: Why are we still together if we are both in pain?
You said, if this was the human world, I would drag you into hell together... We... Will never be reincarnated!
Because each other is too lonely.
Meteors will follow the trajectory, and the me of the past will follow your footsteps.
But the steps were too scattered, so they ran in the opposite direction.
My heart was pricked to pieces by the thorns all over the road.
You came out of the fire and chased me, but you didn't look back.
In the past, the paper-like boy burst into tears.