I believe that life is made up of many intermittent journeys. It is inevitable that we will end up at the end of another road without even starting on one road.
On the eve of my wedding, I left the country and set foot on that land again, remembering the three years of wandering here.
This city, this world and my shell are moving forward every minute, but I am willing to leave my heart on the unknown road that I walked in those three years, just because there is a little more there, a little bit of love and nostalgia, a little bit of love and hope...
I hope that the short time will last long...