C1094 Nan I Don't Want to Go

Then a soft voice called out, "Silly girl?"

The woman's head was slightly lowered. Her hand, which was holding the handle of the door, drooped down weakly.

The air was so quiet that one could hear their own heartbeat and breathing.

It was so quiet that he could even hear the sound of time.

Drip, drip, drip.

He was looking forward to something in his heart.

Therefore, for him