Can a lie become reality if repeated a thousand times? Then if I say "I love you" every day, will I become your wife in three years?
It turns out that loving someone is not that easy, but liking someone is so simple.
The wind has not stopped, and the flowers in front of the window are withering. I look forward to the arrival of spring, but it is too late, and before it can warm the branches, it is time to go again.