Qiu, my life has not changed much since the day you suddenly disappeared.
?? In a world without you, I still live a flamboyant life. The only difference is that one is on the outside and the other is on the inside.
?? Now I am more and more like a sentimental poet, sometimes sitting motionless in front of the window, day or night. In fact, apart from the color, there is not much difference whether it is day or night on a street like this. It's just that at this time, as long as there is a slight difference, I will feel an inexplicable melancholy. But I would rather believe that it is just mourning the passing of time as an ordinary human being like me.