Winter of the Seventh Year

-I believe in fate. We would never have had any intersection, but God arranged for us to meet. If meeting you is a dream, then I am willing to sleep forever. -I don't believe in fate. If it is destined to be fruitless, then I would rather it was just a dream. I woke up from the dream and it's time for me to leave. —At that time, I was throbbing, secretly to no avail. When we meet again, will you still remember me...