I once asked him, after an ordinary person like me dies, how long will it take for him to disappear completely? Is it one year, two years or longer?
He seemed to have never thought about it, with a rare hint of distress on his face, and finally said to me very bluntly: "I don't know, Sora. I can't imagine how I will live after you disappear, but I can be sure that as long as I am alive, your traces will not be erased."
I was amused by the way he frowned when facing my inexplicable and strange questions. I put my hand on his brow, raised his head which was buried deeper and deeper in thinking, and snuggled into his arms with a smile.
This scene has not lost its color in my mind, and he has already begun to forget me.
Concept: Chuangfei OOC substitutes for female doujins