He raised his head suddenly and saw the dawn wind and the waning moon outside the window, only to realize that he had not returned all night again.
I looked at you lying in a pool of blood again, but I didn't feel any sadness in my heart.
The sunshine fell weakly on the girl's sleeping face, and the breeze gently turned the pages of the book, as if it was afraid of waking the girl.
Suddenly, a tall, dark boy with indigo hair approached gently and slowly picked up the photo in the girl's hand. He looked silently at the girl lying under the tree.
The girl in the photo shows a bright and gentle smile while hugging the boy beside her, whose eyes are full of endearment even though he is not smiling.