She looked at his retreating back, feeling sad in her heart. From then on, he was afraid that he would have trouble sleeping every night and suffer from guilt throughout his life. And the only thing she could do for him was to hold his hand tightly when he was troubled by nightmares.
So, she ran up quickly and held his hand with warm catkins.
He was slightly startled, and then smiled. For a moment, the young man was so beautiful that he held her hand back.
She looked up at the patch of sky where he was looking up, where a group of birds were flying freely. The chirping of birds came from her ears, and the sound was long and gentle, reaching far, far away.
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