"There are trees in the southern part of the country, and the lonely part in the northern part. There is a connection between the north and the south, but you love to be distant..." The songs of childhood are still so familiar, and the street corners where we have stopped countless times are also so familiar, but the familiar you is no longer there. It's been 3 years since those things happened, and I still can't let go. Maybe, I regret it. You will never appear again.