The ever-changing hand of time led her back to Japan a few years later. Tokyo. The cherry blossom tree is gone, the old apartment is gone, everything is different. It turns out that everything is different. He is different too, so he has changed too. She stood on the fourteenth floor of a high-end apartment, tears streaming down her face. "If it had to happen again, I would be willing to repeat the disaster in this life so that we can meet again and see each other again."