I am still obsessed with the late autumn when I met you,
A bicycle that carries countless memories,
And the love trapped in the room,
It is an unattainable thing that I cannot have.
"My dear, will you be my boyfriend?"
"No, there will be no results if the two of us are not on the same level."
Then what is the entanglement we have now?
Fortune telling?
Maybe when there is no result with you, there will be another person who is very similar to you to give me an ending.
Traveling with you wherever there is a road, no matter how rugged or thorny it is... Whether it is a smoke ring or a fog, an alley or a maze, leave, and then come back.
Purpose: To interpret the love between men through beautiful writing