It seems that there are many things that I still try to find even though I know they are impossible, but I feel confident no matter what. Finally, I say to others, I have tried my best, and I have no regrets. I know in my heart that it is just hypocrisy.
Perhaps, to you, things that are meaningless and worthless are my most important and precious things.
But in the end, who stays, who is still here?
There are no bones embracing each other,
There is no call from the past life,
If one day you find me,
Don't look back,
Please keep going,
Because I——
beside you,
Behind your back.