The corridor is empty, and the winter sun is always warm.
Bi Jia gathered up her cotton-padded jacket and looked at the window at the end, where soft light poured all over the place.
She seemed to see him rushing past that year again, and she ran hard without hesitation to catch him at that time.
It seems like a gust of wind belonging to the summer of 2019 is blowing——
"Even if we don't see each other again in the future, you will be safe and everything goes well, right?"
"It seems like we really won't see each other again."
Purpose: To commemorate a beautiful and warm time