The hour hand cannot move back, but the young man's heart is hot enough to affect every moment he sees. It's the floating clouds in the blue sky, the falling of cedars in the wind under the golden sunshine, the meeting of bicycles after crossing the old alley and then back to the street, the flinching after being touched again and again, and still the corner where we meet at the next intersection.
1096 Times when the pointer is set to 12, memory fragments are picked up once. Many times, it seems that the piece of memory puzzle is getting bigger and bigger, but on the other side of a completely different puzzle, it is just an inconspicuous frame.
Intention: "Love is immortal even if it is not known"