Sunlight shines into the young man's eyes, bathing in an ancient picture that has been covered with dust for a long time.
There will be a school field at the end of the world, and what kind of blood splatters and killings there will be.
The world says they are impossible, but you continue to create possibilities. With you, it is possible.
He watched him turn around in the fog, the trees beside him were covered with rime, and he seemed to be unable to see clearly, just like the young man who was about to disappear before him.
There was moisture in his eyes, but he deliberately lowered his head and did not dare to look at the person in front of him, and did not dare to admit the fact that I love you.
- If there is no such feeling in the heart, then there is no such thought.
-I know.
-If you knew this, it wouldn't be a flashy thing.