How far is the forest from the sea? After much difficulty, I finally made up my mind to keep moving forward along the countdown, but in the end, the script I'd rehearsed for twenty years still didn't work. The waves shattered my fragmented courage, and static quickly flashed through my mind, telling myself that honesty might not always be the best choice. At this moment, I've decided to stop and count down the next twenty years; perhaps then, it will be the right time.