The most sad but ordinary and true youth tragedy.
The army is in chaos, and the white horse passes through the gap.
"Don't wait until we're separated before you say you cherish and miss us. That's useless, because we can't see each other again, so it doesn't matter if we miss you again."
The initial ignorance transformed into maturity, and the initial longing transformed into nostalgia.
No one can steal our past, not even time.
Even though he, whom he loves deeply, already has his own life.