In my memory, the sky that year was also blue, and the wind carried a faint fragrance of epiphyllum. Even many years later, I still remember so clearly the silhouette of him leaving sadly. Since then, large areas of pale white have replaced the blue and filled my life. Now that I think about it, Utan is originally the flower of reincarnation. Everything has been arranged long ago, we can only go along the road. No matter how broken each other's hearts are, we still have to stick to each other...