A long time ago, I loved someone.
You might say, at this age, who has never loved someone? Maybe even loved a few people.
But, I don't know why, I think it's different. What's the difference? It's just that when I was young, I had angry horses and fresh clothes.
However, everyone's youth is worth remembering for a lifetime, whether he is a nobleman of the emperor or a prisoner.
No matter how young he is, whether he is wielding a sword and high-spirited, or whether he is ordinary and mediocre.
Forgive me, I don't only have love here, only memories, only dreams from back then.