On that day of that month, the girl met him, but he happened to be a teacher who was nine years older than her. From then on, she began an endless pursuit. She also wanted to go to the city he had stayed in, and she also wanted to go to the university he had attended. He was a teacher, so she also wanted to become a teacher. When she worked hard to cross the age limit and walked a long way to come to him, he finally held her hand.
On that day of that month, the man met her, but she happened to be a student nine years younger than him. From then on, he began to wait endlessly. Unable to show his attention to her, unable to see her unintentional confession, he could only wait for her to appear in front of him with his determination and longing for her, and he finally held her hand.
Even though the persistence and love in those years and months never cooled down in the turmoil and accumulation, in this year and this month, he still let go of her hand, and her hand was still held by another person.
The road of life is so long, could he just enrich life to her, could she be just an accident to him?