In that June before summer, the little girl suddenly lost her ability to speak. The little girl began to work hard to find an answer. How can one not be afraid of living alone and not be afraid of walking alone? Living cannot change time, nor can it change the regretful stories of the intertwined and changing space. Without those regrets, perhaps there would be no word to hold regrets for life to express happiness and completeness. There are always regrets in life. There is no need to judge anything, no need to win or lose, no need to justify oneself, no need to be clear-minded. There are many dark moments. If you change your perspective and slow down a bit, will it feel different?
Purpose: Find answers after loss