When there is only a void left after many years, and the past rushes down from his fingertips like sand, I wonder if he will still remember those many years ago.
It was still the same scene, and he was still the dandy boy who was loved by thousands of people.
The most beautiful thing was that when they met, he met another young man.
Once you see it, it becomes the same.
Without this meeting, how could there be so many details and worries in the future?
The most beautiful days passed by in a hurry, but at that time it was just ordinary.
The unbearable weight of love is a burden.
Life and death, separation and reunification, are just one fate.
Snow falls every year, and it is difficult to keep old friends once they are gone.
I'm sick and drinking every day, and my beautiful face looks thin in the mirror.
"I did it for you."