In Meteor Street 12 years ago, the 6-year-old girl was sitting in a pool of blood, with a smile on her lips, a bit sad and helpless...
He stood aside expressionlessly, letting the twilight evening breeze float his short hair, indifferent and silent...
Under the tung flowers that year, she stubbornly took his hand and made a promise, just for the one in three hundred and sixty-five chance to meet.
She was 18 years old, but he broke the appointment...
Then, the promise made at the age of 19 could no longer be fulfilled, because at that time, she had turned into a wisp of smoke, falling to an unknown place.
However, on the day when he was 19 years old, he stood on the edge of the cliff, as always, with just a slightly thin figure, crumbling, the night faded his expression, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he said something, but also as if he didn't say anything, but no matter what, that person could no longer hear it...