Who is standing in the rain, liking to be wetted by the rain and letting the rain soak through his heart.
Who is listening in the wind? Let your eyes be blurred and like the shadows floating in the wind.
The faint fragrance of soap is still in the air, and a figure has been turned around countless times in my mind, and finally, it is invisible and disappears completely.
The story has already ended at the beginning.
Kerou's story has always stayed at the cold dew moment when she turned around and evacuated.
"Collection of the Seventy-Two Hours of the Moon Order" says: "On the ninth day of the ninth month, the dew will be cold and will condense."
Cold dew means that the temperature is lower than that of white dew, and the dew on the ground is colder.
The solar terms indicate that it will soon turn into frost.
Yes, just as the story begins, it is already knotted with frost.
Kerou remembered that when the story was just about to start, she didn't know it would end abruptly.
My thoughts and stories are like cold dew. Cold dew, "The dew is cold and condenses."
Concept: Bitter loneliness has its way back