Like a Dream Disappearing with the Wind

Everything in the world is fate. Only by fate can we meet each other. No matter how deep the fate is, without emotional support, we can only go our separate ways. A series of things happened in the youthful years when he first met: he changed from a good boy to a "bad boy". It was full of drama, laughter, tears, hard work, growth... Everything was just like a dream. Three years have passed, and what is left of me when I first met this young man are only unreal memories of my own youth, full of emotion. In this sweet dream that seemed to be programmed, he experienced too much... It seemed that everything was gone with the wind...