The blue and white cloth shirt with water flow patterns on the body is still warm and soft, and the long hair is tied high into a thick and thick ink. The young man's eyes flashed slightly, and he walked alone but with firm steps.
Along the winding gravel road, you can see the small garden house covered in snow from a distance.
"The birds in the pond miss the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss."
He pushed open the painted wooden door again.