I once liked a boy, and I thought he must also like me. We have known each other for eight years, and we parted ways, but we were only together for just a few days. Maybe he will never know that I was really moved by him. But what I got in exchange for my love in the end was his sincere gratitude, and nothing else.
Restore a love that hides in the dark and is not really obvious. This is a story narrated by a bystander, full of mixed emotions, including mine, hers, and his. But I want to restore the true story itself, and I want this story to continue. If possible, I also hope that they will not miss each other again. After six years of precipitation, it is not easy to meet again, and it is even more difficult to come back and contact again at the same time. Since we are lucky enough to meet and reunite, isn't it the beginning of the possibility of another story? Princess of the ivory tower, is the glass you love about to appear? This city is so big and there are so many people here. People who said they would never see each other again will never meet again.
Intention: To this day, I am still grateful for that encounter, and I do not regret that reunion. However, on some roads, some people can only accompany them for a short period of time. Sometimes, I have to say goodbye before I have time to say goodbye.