The tone of cement from the forest seems to be forever gray.
No matter how many beautiful buildings are built, no matter how many living beings are walking through them.
Indifference among modern people seems to be a trend. An inevitable trend. No matter how much you miss all the good relationships between people, they are stubbornly going away.
——But, is this really the case?
——Or, it has always stood there. It's just that we ourselves have never been close.