The beginning of a story often depends on fate. A look, a heartbeat, a smile can change the direction of the wind. However, sometimes each of us is like a stream. As we run, we will encounter sand, rocks, fish, ravines or waterfalls. We rely on the power of other streams and are also relied on. The gravity of fate makes us make mistakes, and it will eventually make us merge into the vast ocean of time. After it ends, you and I have become a part of each other, unable to let go but never see each other again, and have to move on to the next beginning. You can't find your original self, but please continue to love the person you are now. The person you are now is the best proof that you have loved or been loved. (This story and characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.)