Do you know how reluctant I am to let go? The extension of time etches the vicissitudes of life on the road of youth. If it's just a brief farewell, why are we so melancholy? Before this, and from now on, the paths we look forward to have never been clear, yet the warm city in our hearts has always been deeply buried in each other's hearts. You are on the other shore, and I am on this shore. I said, I haven't left, and I will not leave.