If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
Five years have passed in a hurry, and the best years have been crushed into dust in the floating world.
I met you at the last place I should have met you, and the thread of fate became intricate and entangled, but eventually it went in the completely opposite direction, leaving only an inextricable knot and an indelible scar on my heart.
No one deceives anyone, no one betrays anyone, it's just that we are destined to be together, but I would rather forget you in the world.
The next twenty seasons have stagnated and settled in the moment we first met, and all that remains in front of me is your smile that transcends the passing years——
My doomed calamity.