At that time, they were all too willful and thought they were the truth in the world.
The summer of 2009 was still the same as before, hot and long, with cicadas chirping hoarsely into the sky, densely covering this northern city. In the rain without warning, Liang Shenze met those bright and passionate eyes for the first time through the car window.
The man told him her name was Winnie.
One morning, she left without saying a word, as if she had never appeared.
In the storm, he always stood in the center, but he loved her.
Three years later, the two met again.
"I've changed a lot, haven't I, Liang Shenze? Actually, I haven't changed at all."
"My love, my summer, every time I want to get closer to you, the more I fear losing you."
"You are just a thorn bird, how could you stay anywhere?"
