Breathing the same air in the same city, at the same coffee table, chatting about mundane things.,He said that day that his heart had been empty for the past two years. Was he hinting at something to himself Or was it just me overthinking things, misinterpreting his intentions,The sky was filled with fluffy white clouds, and even the birds flying overhead came in pairs. Could it be that I would spend my entire life alone, destined to face death without companionship。