"In fact, the world is just like this heavy snowfall. The traces of the steps when we came have disappeared, and the way back in the distance has disappeared. Looking back, it is completely white, and we can no longer walk back. As for the lingering love in life, it will eventually swallow up "In this changing world." *A short story that came out of nowhere*It's bloody, the writing is immature, and I don't like to take detours*It's about an unfinished love in the world, and this love has been chased to the underworld. You will know what it is about after reading it.
Intention: Let it go
