Narrated from one person's point of view, it tells an ordinary secret love story.
There is no big plot, just the sentences that come from the dream, so that it even looks like prose.
It's fate to see you, thank you for meeting me.
The real life story is still ongoing.
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The title goes something like this, which is a bit pretentious.
The rusty pointer no longer moved an inch, and I was the only one spinning in circles.
I actually know that we probably have no future, but it doesn't matter, there are still countless rusty hour hands waiting to be recycled.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you