She said that life is like a play, and it is God's will throughout the ages.
But he said that life is not as good as play. If a play is like life, it may be a wonderful play; if life is like a play, it is the worst life.
She lowered her head and thought, what he said was so certain that she believed it without any doubt.
What he said makes sense. A play can go wrong countless times, but there is no rehearsal in life.
So, she naturally worshiped him.
It would be nice to keep going like this.
The carnival after the college entrance examination has not yet begun, but the sadness of parting has come unexpectedly.
He left without saying goodbye and disappeared into her world.
She looked at him in shock as his chest was attacked by her own head. She didn't expect that it would be three years before she saw him again, still in this strange and familiar way, just like when they first met.
I used to think that time can't stand up to you and me, but it turns out that we can't withstand the wasted years either. We share each other's youth, but we haven't touched each other again after the years.
This time, she didn't want to miss him again. He could no longer make her admire him...