因为华语可能不是很能表达我现在的情绪,原谅我用上英文。
I stopped at where Koushirou's part ended. Part of me is urging myself to continue, but another part of my is already crying. Weeping, for the the sadness that leaked at every opportunity, at how they deals with Taichi's death, desperate to be alive but being merely only alive, only breathing. When he died, everyone lives on, but things will never be the same. Even when Taichi ages, it brought a sense of nostalgia and sadness because I knew they can never be the young age they were, boisterous and strong-willed, but I am really thrilled you portrayed them in the sense that they really have grown but stick to what they were. Part of my childhood actually dies with this story, but rekindled with a gentler flame, that will follow me down my trodden path.
Emotions overload at every small actions they did. You brought out the finest of all characters. When I mustered enough courage to finish my childhood company's adulthood, I will try to write another review, for you, a tribute! For bringing light forth in this series with an epilogue that gave everyone a new dream to live on. You wrote deaths, but you also brought lives. Your writing skills made it possible, but your heart and soul that fueled this writing is what that makes it more valuable than just a piece of technical writing.
Thank you for drafting and writing out this magnificent piece of artwork.
Kudos to you!
还是表达不出我心中的激动,希望楼主加油!