Use this story to commemorate the years when you were emotionally lacking, including these years.
Love has never been a necessity in life, especially for me. This story is just to satisfy my overly overwhelming feelings. By making all the fantasy stories happen in this way, I will feel very happy and please only myself.
What one pair of eyes sees is not the reality, and the momentary emotions are not everything. Maybe the person whose fingers are clasped together is not the lover, and maybe they will meet again, no one knows.
It's all like this. It seems like it starts without a reason and ends without an end, but in fact, there is already a reason somewhere. It's just unconscious. It doesn't mean it doesn't exist. When the heart is blinded, the word "understanding" ceases to exist. But I want to wish all people to live unconsciously in this life.
Intention: It may be a story that ends in vain. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.