[DAIMAO]
“This will never happen in the same way again...but I hope we'll be able to come back.” - he said.
Mao sweetly held his shoulders and whispered:
“No matter where we are, British Hills is everywhere as long as we are together.”
To meet, to fall in love, to break up and to meet again. To forgive and go on...to go on loving anyway...
Love doesn't have to come to an end: it can simply change and still be wonderful all the same.