Do we meet again? Or part ways?

n by others, so the number of times he accompanies me on the road can be counted on one hand.A long time ago, there was once..."What are you smiling at" he suddenly asked."No, I just think... our love... me!His form shifted like semi-transparent gauze. I was enveloped within it, as if frozen by ice. This bone-chilling cold seeped into my very marrow, and in that instant, even my mind seemed to freeze...