That midsummer, you and I, she and I, depended on each other, fell in love with each other, went crazy together, dreamed together, got hurt together, and grew up together.
To the people we have loved and hurt; to the past that may be warm, sentimental, secret, or unforgettable.
The ignorant youth passed in the blink of an eye, and confusion is also ignorance.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
