That's it, never forgotten.
Just, once left.
Perhaps, the memory of your love for me at that time was too deep, so I have always been a neighbor of dreams.
Therefore, even if my memory is faded and my figure is blurred, I still hear your gentle call and see your depressed and sad face.
In the age when my memory was sealed, your kiss fell on my hair. When I closed my eyes, I had a vague premonition and a warm feeling.
I am at the place where the dream began, and I can hear your thoughts traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, returning to my ears thousands of times.
The sunshine filled the lawn where you took me by hand, and the corridor where I once prayed.
Under the transparent roof, you secretly fold paper airplanes to evoke your sealed memories.
On the edge of the rooftop, your happy laughter spread into my dreams.
The imprint engraved on the palm of my hand, I sprinkled white flowers under the sky along the road.
The moment of smile and loss, your sadness is like the charming flower blooming in my palm.
I'm going backwards, dreaming.
How can I describe the angle of your smile and the way we hold hands?
An's guidance, Luo's prophecy, Nie's dream...
Rose boy is waking up.
And you, come back to me.
Maybe I have been waiting, waiting for you to say to me:
My princess, please forgive me for being late to save me. Can you forgive me?