""That's different!" the boy strode forward with nimble steps, hurriedly chasing after the spirit of the clouds and flowers.
"Hmm, why is it different?" The girl slightly furrowed her brow. She stopped her light-footed pace, tilting her head innocently as she looked at the boy.
"Because... because... because he can only be with you at the beginning, but I can be with you until the very end." The boy stammered, trying to explain, but at last managed to squeeze out those words. He then stood tall, placing his hand over his heart as if making a vow, his gaze firm as he looked towards the girl.
"The end?" The girl blinked, somewhat puzzled and lost. "What is the end of the world?"
"It's when everyone leaves, heading to the Divine Kingdom." The boy chose his words carefully, afraid of hurting the person in front of him.