Chapter 67: Leaving Him Forever

• A few days ago, I went home to find him, but the guard told me that I was no longer allowed to enter the gate. Seeing the worried expression on the guard's face, I had no choice but to sit on the next stone, waiting for him.
• At dusk, several people came out, carrying a pile of things, and threw them in the garbage nearby. On that early autumn evening, the wind blew through my thin dress. I sat on my knees trembling with tears, picking up the things in front of the garbage gingerly. There were his cherished paintings, wilted flowers, the broken orange lamp and the sheets which we used.
• He threw away everything that filled my precious memory. I'd never seen a man who could put down his beloved things in such a heartless way. In such a determined way, he told me that no one could stop what he wanted to do. Likewise, no one could change what he didn't want to do.