He was so sad, painfully sad, but he didn't know who he could share that sadness with.
So he grieved alone.
"But one day, when he suddenly looked up at the sky, I understood something," Qiong Xing said.
"Understood what?" Joa asked.
"That no matter how long I kept grieving, they wouldn't come back. No matter how much I suffered, the world would keep turning. Just like those clouds that keep moving and the sun that keeps shining on everyone. Even if I couldn't accept reality, the world would still keep going."
Whether Qiong Xing cried or laughed until he fell over from laughter, the world would continue turning.
"If the world keeps moving, then I wasn't truly standing still either. I just thought I was."
"…Yeah," Joa said quietly.
Joa who had lost Vita probably understood.
No matter how much someone cries or begs, time will never stop or go back.
It only moves forward.
