[Tutor] Three Years After We Broke Up, I Received News of My Ex-Boyfriend's Death.

When I was in college in Kyoto, I dated my junior classmate for a while. The junior is a very nice person, gentle-tempered, considerate and meticulous. Except that his friends around him look a little strange, he is almost the most perfect little boyfriend image in my mind. At that time, I thought that we would always be together. * The third year after I broke up with my junior classmate, I received the news of his death. I was silent for a while, looked at the brown-haired young man lying next to me, and narrowed my eyes dangerously—— "Don't you have anything to explain?" There was a hint of innocence on the young man's clear face. He held my hand, with his usual meek attitude, lowered his eyes and whispered to me: "I was wrong." "But I... Just want to get back together with my senior." *Broken mirror and reunion, short story, CP270, 270 left-digit literature *No nonsense, no misunderstanding, breaking up is just an adult consideration *The main thing is sweet, the knife is pleasant *A work that satisfies xp, white rabbit in the early stage, black rabbit in the later stage *The third person of the text Intention: Even if there is no road, we must open up a way to come to you