Angelia, who was far away on the rooftop, also understood.

She looked at the last photo, behind the photo of her mother's tombstone, the only one written by her father himself:

After you leave

I can't help but think back to the night in that city

A bonfire made of lights

I sat on the rooftop

Time is short and incomparably long

The sound of the wind flowing through my ears and bringing the whole world to me]

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