The Woman I Loved at That Time

Life is a journey that keeps repeating. We fall, stand up, and grow in the familiar repetition. The scenery will eventually be seen, the travelers will always leave, and the travelers will always be there. In the love of youth, a boy meets the person he loves, the person who loves him, the person who is duckweed, the person who loves each other. He was looking forward to the last person to stay with him. When the ups and downs of love turn back again, will it be the one who holds it? In this short journey in this book, we only talk about youth and nothing else.