A fire destroyed her family. Losing the person you love most.
Until a life and death parting, the truth slowly emerged.
The memories of eight years are lingering, and the person I miss deeply is always by my side.
When faced with the truth, she was the one who hurt herself the most. Where should such feelings go?
It turns out that butterflies cannot fly across the sea after all, and who can bear to blame anyone?
If I had never met you, would I still be a girl who lives a carefree and unchanged life?
If I had never met you, I wouldn't have had to choose so much heartache, wouldn't have had to encounter so many regrets, and wouldn't have had to worry about whether the person next to me might not be you.