The wind blows and the pear blossoms fall, but the flowers bloom and no one returns.
Chase the light away, the light disappears and you have nothing to rely on.
That night, she felt the desire to live for the first time.
For the first time, she felt how wonderful it was to live.
She liked her, ever since she had the desire to live...
Of course I like her, and I won't deny that I like her, but I want her to be happy and free from disasters, so it doesn't matter whether we are together or not, whether we love her or not, as long as she is happy...
Intention: dedicated to my regretful youth