The cruelty of fate is that it doesn't care about the moment you endure the ordeal, how old you are, or what kind of dreams you have.
It forces you to grow up and recognize desires and what the human heart is like.
Even so, even if there are ulterior plots and confusing entanglements, I am still willing to believe it.
All your songs are for love. You are still the young man with handsome features and sharp teeth.
Even if one day, we face such a fate, we can no longer look back, and we can no longer walk side by side.
I still want to believe it.
Time will move forward, everything will pass, and you will all come back.
Everybody, come back.