First-person dual perspective. Although the white moonlight is beautiful, it cannot warm you. You should look for the hot sun.
The flowers will always bloom, but the flowering period is unknown.
This work is only a memorial to a good friend, which has now passed. It doesn't matter if you don't like watching it, just avoid lightning. I just found a platform to post my friends' stories. The characters basically all have prototypes, and they all belong to the same circle of friends. The author is an amateur, so I will update it occasionally. I hope you can forgive me!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
