I don't expect to travel anywhere. Sometimes I just long for a kind of warmth, a love, and a friendship. I repeatedly search for different temperatures in my own world, and occasionally enter other people's worlds to leave a mark, and then exit completely. She is always alone, a lonely but not lonely girl. Maybe one day, my time will really fade away, and when I look back, I will hold the hand that I have been waiting for for a long time, or that I have been looking for for many years, and walk together for the rest of my life.