In my ideal country, the sky-blue tone spreads over the rainy season for boys and girls. Did I show up too late, or should I let you go long ago... Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a kind of sadness. Can I choose to forget it? I am really afraid that your happiness will become my entire belief. Why can't we be more selfish, why can't we be more happy? If you can't do it, please watch me leave with a smile and don't try to keep me here. This is our best ending... Good friends have nothing to do with romance...