It's a cruel thing to be chosen.

At that moment, countless words wanted to pour out and ask, and deeply explore why this is so? But it is like a fish in the throat, and there is no way to talk about it.

Tangled, struggling, helpless······

All kinds of emotions linger in my heart, linger and cannot be driven away.

Memories are swept over like a tidal wave, warm, pleasant, comfortable, everything.

Make every effort to imagine the consequences and causes.

But it has never been investigated.

Retention is the only thing I can do.

And that's it.

Waiting was the only option.

Choosing to be given up is a painful thing.

In an instant, the sky cracked, and the rolling river hit me, almost engulfing me.

Full of anticipation to give hope to each other, but reap sadness and loss.

How joyful and longing I was at the moment I was given, how depressed I am at this moment.

The world is impermanent, and I can't change a person's stubborn mind.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, time still passes, and the ending remains the same.

But I can't give up, and I still can't be driven out of my chest.

At the same time, there was a faint sadness.

This is inevitable, but it is not necessarily continuous.

Learn to be relieved, this lesson.

In the future, even if the heavens are separated, no matter where they return,

I hope you are well.

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