When I came to the dilapidated Alfie Temple that was entangled with vines, and when I touched the wreckage with my hands, it had gone through a lot, and it was like a mystery that we were eternally chasing. Can't answer. An unsolvable mystery. But I know that it has gone through a lot.
"I think I know you." I looked at her, my eyes already red. I looked at that person, yes, looking at it, the figure in front of me disappeared, leaving only the book in my hand. The diary that records everything in the country of Atroi.
After so many years, I still remember the stories left behind. Some people will be forgotten, but their stories are still in my heart, surviving year after year.