My name is Summer, and I'm going to die.
When there were only a few days left, I came to the border.
Maybe God is trying to make up for me by meeting the love of my life.
When I saw him for the first time, I just felt that he was completely dejected, as if he was going to disappear with the wind in the next second.
Maybe it's because he's about to die, and he always wants to do something big before he dies, so that his death will be more meaningful, or maybe it's really the so-called love at first sight. I started to get closer to him and love him.
But I'm dying...
Intent: Love makes people afraid of death