A flock of birds flew across the sky.
The sound of wind they brought as they passed through the sky floated in his ears. He seemed to hear the rustling of someone's clothes that year again, and smelled the heartbreaking fragrance of flowers again.
He wandered here not because he was greedy for the beautiful scenery, nor because he loved the peace and quiet here.
Just because there is someone here that he has to wait for.
There was a life he had to spend with that person.
——The place of wandering. Born in glitz.
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