In life, there are always some deep feelings that have nothing to do with spring flowers and autumn moon, and there are always some encounters that have nothing to do with the end of the world, but they are an invitation from fate. Not everyone needs someone to understand their mood, and not every sadness is called pain. Sometimes, you don't have to say certain words to make you feel better and less depressed. Sometimes, you don't have to forget a certain period of sadness to not feel the pain.
He felt the same way, but he was forgotten and his existence was ignored...
"Okay, I want you to remember me and always remember me."
If I don't want to talk to them, what's the point of blending in with them? Besides, I don't know how to...
I can't tell what it feels like. Should I be sad? Or should you be happy?
"Hahaha, do you still remember you? I have already remembered you. After all, you are gay?"
"Eh, that's disgusting."
"Will it be infected?"
"Stay away from him, he is sick"
If you remember me in this way, then I would rather disappear. I am so tired, ah... It turns out that it is like this... Ridiculous.
Intention: The mountains and rivers in our eyes are so far away that the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.
