So after experiencing her again, and their life and death, warmth and warmth, I will realize that joy, anger, sorrow and joy are the taste of life. Therefore, I want to see all the flowers in the world to regain what I love and joy. So even if I am dying and cannot hold her in my arms, I will rewrite this story that is not beautiful!
A story that leads to the same destination through different paths.
It is an impressionistic novel. For most of the settings and supporting roles, please refer to the original novel.
The one on December 16th is the first draft, I will take time to revise the details.
Intention: Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs