Time is really a wonderful thing. If it was a year ago that we met again, I would hug him tightly. If it was a month ago, I would loudly ask him why he wanted to help others and become my enemy. But now I don't want to do anything or say anything. His eyes had changed. I thought if I reached out and touched his face, maybe even the touch of my fingertips would be different, but I just stood there stiffly, my fingers cold.
The person who finally ran over and hugged us two was Cagali. She said, "You two idiots." It was such a good scolding that it took a third person to hug us hard before our two idiots hit each other's foreheads and had skin-to-skin contact for the first time in three years. Has the friendship of so many years gone away like this? Not even a single tear was shed. The one who choked up was Cagali who didn't even understand what was going on between us.
The crowd of people watching seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and some people had their eyes red from crying just like Cagali. What a touching drama, ten years of bondage, three years of separation, more than a month of estrangement, and a moment of reconciliation. The sky is blue, the sun is shining, and the world is peaceful and beautiful. No one realized that they had arranged the time in reverse order.
It only took a minute to get to know him, and I liked him for thirteen years, but it took me a lifetime to forget him.
I closed my eyes and only heard Cagali's cry, Tori's cry, and the sound of wind all over the world.