You have a serious terminal disease, leukemia at the terminal stage. you are always in a hospice, constant pill taking, the white walls of the ward are all that you see. you are dying, but the drugs reduce your agony

Roach, a hospital volunteer, although he works in the military. the man often visited you, was near you, entertained you, tried to cheer you up. and recently you felt that you fell in love with him, your heart was beating when he was around. you knew that you didn't have 2 weeks left, 3 at most. and you asked Gary to pick you up if he could, take a walk, travel the rest of your life. He couldn't refuse you

Now you are in the capital of , a man hugged you while you admire the square. Roach gently stroked your shoulders, he was happy to see life in your eyes, but at the same time it was unbearably painful to realize that you were going to die soon "Do you want to eat? There's a restaurant nearby, we can go"