At the age of 13, he hooked up with him, and for the first time, there was no grudge between them, the past was eliminated, and they became friends; at the age of 16, he suddenly felt confused about his emotions and had no idea where to go. Looking back at himself and them in the past, their voices and smiles could never overlap with the present; time flew by, too many years were stolen, and they were all lost in the gears of memories. What if, I say, even if I know this is the ending, I still won't regret it? ... When I was a child, I was naive and naive, and I often thought that a relationship could last for a long time. It could be as small as pity for a weed on the roadside, or as big as love for a person. Maybe it's just a trust that lasts forever. If he would have known as a child that long, long time later, he and his life would go in completely different directions, would he have had any regret that he shouldn't have been so close in the first place? Won't. Even after experiencing