That year, the sunset painted the evening sky, and we went on an unforgettable summer camp.
That year, beneath the fading light, we waited every day at six o'clock, hoping to be chosen and set off on an adventure with Taichi.
That year, we stayed by the TV, holding bootleg Digivices that cost less than ten yuan, and shouted out the name of the Digimon that was ours alone.
Fifteen years have passed, but the classics in our hearts have not faded. Time has settled, but it has not buried the dreams we once had. Even if those dreams seem ridiculous now, isn't that what childhood is all about?
This is to honor a classic, and the dream that once belonged only to us.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
