The crying was long and prolonged.
As if determined to release all the resentment from not being able to meet until now, dew continuously overflowed from the girl’s tear glands.
There must have been a psychology of wanting to be compensated for the regrettable separation.
Even after shedding tears for quite a while like that, the girl had no intention of separating from the man’s embrace. Rather, she just covered the man’s cheek with her hand, her eyes hazy.
She still seemed unable to distinguish if it was a dream or reality.
“Sniff, sob… Why have you aged so much, how much hardship must you have gone through……”
When we first met, you had a younger body.
Such words rose up to his throat, but the man soon stopped. After all, it wasn’t the man’s body anyway.
And he hadn’t failed to notice the meaning of the girl’s words either.
No matter how young the flesh, it was insufficient to hide the unique atmosphere of a man who had weathered storms over long years.
A worn and worn soul.
Emotions, passions now only faint. Should he be called a machine-like existence operating solely on resentment and sense of duty.
Rather, showing a reaction like…