I still remember yesterday, the autumn in my hometown, the day and night reappeared, lingering beyond hope. I still remember the oath. I once believed that there would be final consummation. I promised to accompany her to the horizon and look at the clouds in the west. I was willing to go through hardships together. I just wanted to be with her day and night and never give up. I thought my belief in the world would not change, but the fact was just helpless. But now the cycle of fate is turning, and I can only see the falling back of my beloved, but I can't do anything, because at the last moment, I promised her that she would live, but the tone at that time was so cold and devoid of any emotion, leaving her with only indifference and heartbreak.