The passage of time can take away many things, but it can also take away many things.
The best side of the deceased will always remain in our hearts. He will never grow old, make mistakes, make you angry, or let you down. I can't compete with him.
I tried so hard to make you forget about him, but in the end you only saw him.
It's me, not him.
——Logan·Echolls
I originally thought I would die with him, but unfortunately I couldn't.
I chose to use time to escape from all this, but unfortunately I failed.
He is still the same person in my memory, but it seems that he is not the same person in my memory.
The balance is not easily broken, it is broken and pieced together to make it whole.
There is a possibility of collapse at any time...
——Harry·Potter
Author: The Logan in my heart is a child who has a little inferiority complex, is evil-minded, has a vicious tongue, is indifferent, and wraps himself in a shell. He grew up in an orphanage and lacked all warmth. He has the stubbornness of a professor, which can be said to be a paranoid personality. I don't know how to describe him. It's hard to describe him. So, please forgive me for any inconveniences in the previous chapters.