He met her in a beautiful season.
They stood side by side under the ginkgo tree, with fan-shaped yellow leaves flying in profusion, brushing them all over. She smiled slightly, and he looked happy. They match so well, like the two-flowered flowers blooming on the red plain.
However, who said that happiness has length. It will get shorter with use. At that time, I was so naive that I always thought that the length was a lifetime...
One more thing, the male and female protagonists are actually real people, and even their names have not been changed.
Writing this story is a pity for the love between them.
Their story may not start or end like that, but it is so beautiful.