When I met the so-called her, it was in a fictitious world - "Adventure Island". Now I am wandering with her in the real world. Walking on the road, the breeze blows across my face and hers, and it feels like home in this quiet place.
Walking through the familiar path, we looked at each other, eyes blurred by tears, and I said: Remember, this is the street we know, look, the Internet cafe in front. Do you remember?! She lowered her head and whispered: Well, remember, this is the place where we decided to share joys and sorrows together.
Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I am still wandering in that street - the Internet cafe, for a long time - for a long time, my longing flew with the winter wind to the sky full of happiness and sorrow. Quietly, I saw her again, her hair was flying in the wind, and there was more sadness in her eyes. She was there - at the end of the street, and her eyes and mine happened to meet. We were together again...