Dear,
White wings lead me
A world without you
But I met another you
Should I be lucky?
Still sad
Dear,
I don't have white feather wings
But I still stubbornly believe
I am your angel
always
Dear,
you love her
You don't remember anything and you still love her
I'm obsessed with her
My heart aches to see
Dear,
I still can't escape after all
The fate of reincarnation
However, even if the reincarnation continues forever
I'm willing to
Because of the angel's star wish
will eventually come true
Scattered short stories.
Quiet and noisy
Still anxious, I tried hard to write her well, write well, and quickly.