Lily reached out and held William's hand. "That's great, William. You can do what you love."
"Yeah." William squeezed her hand back. Lily's hand was small and soft. It felt as if a feather had landed on his heart, the soft fluff clinging to his warm flesh. The wind kept blowing, making the feather sway gently. It was half stuck and half loose, scratching the tip of his heart with a peculiar itch. He Is somedid like Lily.
"But I might have to travel to different places for competitions and training in the future, so I won't be able to stay by your side all the time." Thinking of this, William felt a little lost.
"It's okay. We're both working hard for what we want to do, and that's what matters." Lily encouraged him. They smiled at each other.
"I feel much better. Can I be discharged f
