Feeling scared often.
Even eager to fight, I dare not relax my nerves for a moment, because it will unconsciously go to the future.
Think about it in the future, I will grow older, but you will still be the same as when we first met.
Thinking about it in the future, I will not even have the strength to hold a knife, but you will shine in battle after battle and climb to the top little by little.
Think about it in the future, I will die of old age, but you will still be young and fresh.
Think about it, in the future, there will be another person standing by your side instead of me, watching the ebb and flow with you.
Think about the future. . . . . .
Conception: