“If a little more than fondness is love, then what is a little more than love?”
“Even a little more than love?” He turns his head to look at me, then smiles slightly and says, “As far as I’m concerned, it is you.”
In the future, we may not meet again.
In the future, even if we meet, we can only have a quick reunion, then we have to part again.
Maybe at that time, we will not feel as sorrowful as we feel now. Because we are no longer so important to each other or because we have become strong.
However, at this very moment, you gotta go. I can only cry while walking on the train platform.
Goodbye, our last days of youth.
We cannot live like a child anymore.
We have graduated.