I don't even know if this is romance, it's just some short stories, just some faint traces of youth.
I feel that some youth, some shallow regrets, and some inexplicable sadness are the most real.
Suddenly remembered a song
Take the stairs you have walked, play the games you have played, do the things you have not finished. This road also feels familiar to me, so I have reason to suspect that you have lived here.
If thoughts can accumulate over time and create another world, the scenery must be so beautiful
Where are my memories? Let you forget them for me
It wasn't until I forgot that I fell in love with you that I took it out to review
Where are your memories? Let me collect them for you.
That has become my only motivation to live
It's a pity that I have returned to your past. I can't find my shadow. I can't smell your breath. There are some ambiguous traces of these people. What relationship did they have with you? Do you recognize them?
If thoughts can accumulate over time and create another world, the scenery must be so beautiful
Where are your memories? Let me collect them for you.
That has become my only motivation to live