Her sweet smile, her naughty cuteness, her gentleness and virtuousness were like a red thread tightly wrapped around the tip of his heart, tugging at his nerves as he breathed.
The more I miss you, the more heartache I feel
She remembered everyone but him
He is willing to guard her year after year, just asking her to remember who he is
Just seek memories, not thoughts
Even if it's just a crazy dream
When she wakes him up, she wonders if she will cry
Those memories will one day stain the aura of the past