I have been stuck in a summer that was almost nothingness. The rain would flood the railway tracks every evening, and his bright face was swaying in the strong wind.
About 1998, chaotic memory and time. Sharo said that he had met Luo Cheng that year, until one day he stretched out his hand in the air, but only felt the wind passing through his fingers.
"You know me?"
"You don't know me."
The gentlest person in the world is you, and the cruelest person is that you are never by my side.