There is a slight sense of loss. Later, I found out that it was because there was no scenery in my heart, and you could no longer live in that worldly place in your heart that often changed scenery.
From now on, you have to look up at the world around you and live in the world around you.
Every time I think that there is no paradise in my heart, and there is no home for my soul, I feel sad.
Would it be better not to go to the desert? That way, every time you close your eyes, you can see yourself lying on the soft sand dunes facing the hot sun. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com