In this indifferent and silent air, you will never pull away and leave me. Seeing your stubborn back leaving, I stopped moving. I think I am waiting for you, waiting for you where I am. I just hope that one day you in front of me can put away your elegant and distant smile and look back at me gently. Then, it's time for me to turn around and leave. Thank you for giving me a benevolent and indifferent look until the end. Even though my heart was broken, I never regretted it. Is this feeling persistent? Is this distance considered far? (A trial work)