The rain-drenched air moistens the memories.
A dream about a burning summer that was frozen in a certain moment.
This is just a fairy tale in a small time.
The author has something to say:
After thinking about it for a while, I finally made up my mind to rewrite it. When I gave up the article, I was inevitably a little reluctant, although in the end I gave it up because it was too Mary Sue.
Updated from time to time. The author Sang expressed that he was so busy~
[New pit, welcome to settle in]