"From the age of 16 to 26 when I was a girl, I liked a man who was 10 years older than me, and I liked him for ten years."
I want to tell a story about a long love in youth, about the mutual fulfillment of gains and losses in love. Along the long mountain road, golden ginkgo leaves have fallen all over the ground, stretching to the end of the line of sight. Finally, a figure that is longing for you appears, slowly, slowly approaching you.