I think I love that boy the most.
He is my dearest and dearest person. It should be, very important.
- Like my whole world.
There is no end to the bamboo forest, and a faint mist floats in the air. Blurring the eyes of people walking.
I can't see everything clearly.
The ethereal and fuzzy feeling also makes the journey interesting.
--Yes. That's a journey.
The temperatures in early winter are bitingly cold. It will corrode you bit by bit, not even your heart will be left.
So, let me ask you.
——How important is light?
Whole heart?
——No, not enough.
The whole world?
——No, not enough.
——It is another you.
The young man smiled at the people on the journey at the end of the light. The amber cat eyes seemed to gather the brilliance of the whole world.
——Behind him is the entire winter light.