My sister who dropped out of school to travel in poverty, you are living outside the university.
The accidental co-renting relationship between people who met by chance is the only nostalgia in the decadent college life. The mint planted on the small balcony, the blurry light in the blue-tinged night of insomnia, and the cold glass of honey water after day and night are reversed. You finish your wine and drink coffee, while she takes cold medicine and mineral water. Two rough people hugging each other rough. Can't tell which comes first, love or dependence. Her ashtray, your pen. She cut her hair short on a whim, and you were indifferent to the heavy rain. A complete and close relationship in the broken time. Then came the cliff-like separation. You go south, she goes north, and we never see each other until we die.
The dew love will eventually disappear when the sun rises, and the embrace in the darkness will always exist in the darkness.
Purpose: Wandering until old age and dying, still free and easy