In our lifetime, we will meet each other on a narrow road, and we will never be spared. As long as it is not obtained, as long as it is in the past, it is always the most correct.
How many years have passed under the shadow of Begonia, and the dusk has faded amid the sound of the rules.
I thought that life goes on and memories are just fine. However, all encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation, and everything is still unfinished.
I am far away, but I cherish you as usual.