C129 The past Is Not Easy to Look Back on

Three years later.

In front of a large window, a man sat on a wheelchair, quietly watching the rain outside the window.

The rain was sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential. It made the glass seem like it was filled with trails of tears. Summer was rainy, and his heart ached uncontrollably under the immersion of the rain.

He held a photo tightly in his hand