Listening to the wind in the Wind Pavilion, the rain in the Yuyu Pavilion, all the beautiful things were lost in time along with the "love" of "jealousy".
Missing may be a kind of weakness, and liking may be the last tenderness. Maybe this is why we miss you so sadly. If our existence is a mistake, we still have to live. We have not told fate that we do not exist, because we ourselves are fate! ! !