When that depressed figure stood under the tree with falling maple leaves, no one knew what to say.
"He's back..." The soft chant floating in the wind made the depressed figure tremble. "He still can't let go..." There was another sigh, with incomprehensible emotions. When everyone came back to their senses, the depressed figure had disappeared into the maple forest. No one understood the meaning of those two sighs, and no one knew whether it was him, her, or it?