First encounter,
She handed him the luggage naturally,
He stretched out his hand and said with a gentle smile: "Welcome."
Separation,
She didn't take any luggage with her, "Dear... Uncle, it would be better if you died."
He still smiled warmly and was noncommittal.
Reunion,
He said it softly and with great warmth: "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night."
This time, it was her smile as bright as a flower, but she said, "Huh, do you think my heart is crumbs?"
——Is it really possible not to miss it once you meet it? So how long will we have to go before we can truly be like the stars and the moon?
In the long years, there is always a young man who amazes the time.