He looked at me then, his eyes widened with a smile. The light of the setting sun fell on his head, and his whole body was covered with warm golden color. The chirping of cicadas and birds disappeared in an instant. I stared at him and found that he seemed to be saying something, but it seemed that he was not.
But he was too gentle at that time, so I sometimes felt that he loved me.
Purpose: A strong life for women.