What I think is the most unforgettable love in the world is that after he left, I lived like him. The short few hundred years, the time between us is already long enough for many people, so long that even the relationship between the two gradually ceases. The tacit understanding is so long that we are anxiously waiting for the end of life, but for me and that person, it is too short. In the life of a fairy, it is as short as fireworks blooming in the sky. In just one moment, it seems that all the prosperity of my life has disappeared.
My life... His life.