There are some things you can't get past.
Some people can't forget.
The memories crushed by time become the hourglass of memories, held in the palm of my hand. I hope that one day, you and I can drink a cup of black tea in the afternoon and count the light years.
Perhaps, I have to admit that what I said before that I didn't want to believe was so correct and helpless.
Countless years have passed, and the old friend is nowhere to be found. ——"Smoke Cage Chang'an"