No matter how close we are, we can only be as lonely as smoke.
No matter how much we understand each other's feelings, we can't get close.
A cog of terrible fate? Is it the fear that lies deep in everyone's heart?
This is my debut novel, so what I write may have echoes of many other articles, so please forgive me... Please forgive me for the clumsy writing and plot design...
Temporarily suspended...