There is nobody ,who is afraid about death,but memory.It is the best proof of his story.Like flower,will be burnt by itself by the end of its life.No one tells me he will do it.I kown there are a lot, a lot of things he have to do...I am just a common human finally."As long as the curse comes,I will die?",I cry in front of him.

But he smiled at me,"We can't break the rules of time forever.And Your dearm feels like wind,every except you can't see it."With Petals flying,I leave.

In the whole story,he never give me hand.

Because he is my dream.I will kown that as soon as I lose myself.

There is no love without reason, no hate without a reason too.