Later, many years later.
When I saw him again, he seemed much older. Next to him stood a beautiful woman who looked happy.
At that time, I passed him. With a calm smile on his face, he looked at him and then continued walking.
Sometimes I think that he and I would have evolved into what we are now.
Those emotions that I thought would definitely come out when we met again turned out to have disappeared without even realizing it.
All that's left is helplessness.
I can only wish him well. It seems that this result is also happiness.