In his deserted old house, he watched over an entire non-existent summer.
There is a gentle brother, there is secretly blooming love, and there is a sunny day in the mountains where no one is disturbed.
The hugs are real, the kisses are real, and the words "I like you" are also real.
It wasn't until late winter came and old dreams were shattered that he finally saw clearly——
From beginning to end, he was alone, trapped in the illusion he had spun.
The tea blooms to the end and burns to ashes.
Summer never comes and never leaves
Purpose: We are good young people in the new era