Maybe one day I will die and I will no longer have the way you like it.
You will meet new favorites in the vast sea. Will you still remember that there was a me who once appeared in your world...
In fact, I have not left, but there are too many troubles in reality. When I complete my redemption, I will return on the snow.
There will always be new fledglings with full-fledged wings to replace my faded wings, and continue to pass on the love and faith in my heart. We all know one fact - reincarnation does not stop.
Intention: The author's struggle and blooming in reality and on the Internet