Spark

If Miyu is about to fail, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him as time goes by; In the morning, the magnolias are blooming, and in the evening, the island is surrounded by wilderness; The sun and moon are suddenly not flooded, spring and autumn are the order of the times; But the vegetation is scattered, fearing the beauty's twilight. Life is an infinite cycle of reincarnations. Each reincarnation is about encounters and acquaintances one after another, separation and separation one after another. Finally, we understand that all things are not permanent and normal. Life is impermanent, and gatherings and separations are all repeated. The story I tell is based on the protagonists born in the 1990s, who met each other when they were young, and then reunited when they grew up... A meeting when they were young made them agree to each other. He promised and she promised. What he promised was that the two of them would be dependent on each other in this life. He thought that she was waiting for him, and thought that he would be able to find her when he went back. But could he really find her when he went back? Or can you really go back? Is this the end? Or start over? When she promised, she also promised to herself that she would not let others live in her heart, nor would she want others to live in her heart. She didn't know why he promised such an easy thing so solemnly. She just didn't forget this promise, but she didn't keep it in her heart like he did. But when feelings come, can she really guard her heart? He and she thought it was just a chance encounter. He regarded her as a rare confidant in life, a friend who could tell his heart. Little did he know that he began to like her slowly. When he understood his true feelings, he began to pursue her closely. Whether it can melt the ice in her heart, and whether she can pursue this relationship. There is no pride like the old days, when flowers bloom and fall. We carry too much and bear too many burdens, leaving traces of our passing on the road, including hope, loss, happiness, sorrow, joy, sorrow, effort, regret, bravery, fear, discernment, confusion, determination, hesitation... The cycle of experiences, walking farther and farther, leaves and loses more and more footprints. When we see the traces we have passed disappear, we think that time has smoothed all traces. Can time really heal everything? Is it really time that heals everything?