In the summer of 2016, Xu Qingyi dragged her suitcase to her father's city.
The news says this is the shortest summer in history.
Her brother Xu Kuo came to pick her up, and there was someone in the back seat.
The man was leaning against the car window and looking at her with a casual smile on his lips.
He handed over a mint candy and said, "The river is good, the Yangtze River is good for walking."
She answered and said "thank you".
I didn't even take a close look at what he looked like.
Xu Qingyi felt that Jiang Xing talked a lot, was idle, and stayed up late at night.
He said that this city is too big, and the wind from the rooftop is just enough to relax.
He said you talk so little, let me say it for you.
He just thought she was interesting at first.
Later I thought she was too quiet and wanted to see more of her.
That summer was short enough to be covered in the news.
But it took her a long, long time to finally get over it.
Intention: What is lost will come back in another way.