The breeze ruffled my hair, and it felt slightly cold when it brushed my cheeks.
Looking up at the sky, the light of the setting sun dyes it golden.
I wanted to speak several times, but I didn't know where to start, so I just sighed.
But you smiled at me, your blushing face melting into the sunset.
Suddenly, I realized: From beginning to end, you are by my side.
Listen to the song of the wind and rain, we walk together all the way.
I smile and hold your hand.
Let it continue like this, in the unpredictable future.
As long as you are here, I will feel at ease.
However, one day, the door to time and space opened without warning,
Over there is the 21st century, my hometown.
At this time, where should I go? To reply or not to reply?