Many times I look at the stars, trying to find the place where we have stayed for thousands of years among the galaxies in the sky. From the first recollection, to the last contemplation; and then to complete daze.
Mo, I always remember the last words you said in the nine heavens: Xi, I will find you. But where are you?
Tooru, I have owed you my life since 7 years ago; I will satisfy you no matter what. But why do you want my heart?
I clearly remember the words of my spiritual mother and spiritual father: From the moment I was born, I had no heart. It was my twin brother Mo who gave half of his heart to me. Where do you ask me to go and give you my heart?