We have two worlds, one is bright and warm, the other is rainy and misty.
What they have in common is that they passed me by.
It was raining heavily that night, and I called her name over and over again in front of her tombstone.
But I know it's all in vain.
"Axi, are you lonely?"
"I'll stay with you."
But I don't seem to be qualified.
Your name is forever engraved in the ground, and my soul lives towards death.
Purpose: Love between children