He said that since you have chosen, you can't regret it.
He said that we choose because we can touch and grasp it.
If we had known the result now,
Will our choices be different?
…However…
We are no longer who we were.
The roar of the plane was still echoing in my ears.
The moment I stepped out of the airport, the familiar smell lingered on my nose, and the feeling of coming back was so real.
There is a bright and bright sun in the summer morning, just like that day in July seven years ago.
And it seemed like he had never left.
——The summer of the new year, the words of the flowing light