Chapter 646: 935 chapters, outside the window, that once

935 chapters, outside the window, that once...

935 chapters, outside the window, that once...

That piece once belonged to my sky

The birds were freely flying

On the hill, the small trees were

Singing facing the wind

The dog beside the forest

was leisurely calling

The chickens around the thatched hut

were also randomly clucking

My heart

from time to time toward

these things that cannot be cut

the disordered scenery

approached

but they had long since

no longer belonged to me

Only belonged to me

this vast sea of people

this city with endless traffic

Night arrived

The cold wind was striking

my icy window

Outside the window

The cold wind whistled

The cold moon was silent