For more articles, please click my column: ☆Fleeting Time☆In this world, there is a kind of secret love that goes on, we call it - sinking. I heard, you will appear in my world, I know; I heard, you will appear in my life, I know; I heard, you will appear in my love, I know; I heard, you will hold my hand firmly and keep walking, I know; I heard, you will take me to a place no one knows. Uncle, where can that be? You said, a completely strange place, no family, no friends, just you and me, are you willing? Yes, are you willing... If there is you in love, if love makes me sink, please whisper softly in my ear: I want to hold your hand from the moment my heart beats to my death. For the series of articles, please click "If Love Makes Me Blind"