That year, the sunset glowed, that unforgettable summer camp
That year, under the afterglow, we waited at six o'clock on time, waiting for the expected call, and followed Taiyi's adventure.
That year, we stayed by the TV, holding the pirated Tyrannosaurus Rex machine that cost less than ten yuan in our hands, shouting for the Digimon that belonged to us.
Fifteen years have passed, but the classics in my heart cannot be erased. Time has accumulated, but the dream I once had cannot be forgotten. Even if that dream seems so ridiculous now, isn't this just childhood?
This commemorates the classics and also commemorates the dream that once belonged only to us.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
