The peach blossoms shine brightly. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family.
I always think that a white lie is good if it is well-intentioned, but I forget that a lie is a lie after all.
I always think that staying together is nothing more than the words of passionate love, but I forget that waiting is the most passionate emotion.
This summer, the characters in the story slowly gathered together to form a new story.
About heartbeat, about reality, about waiting, about staying together.
There is abuse, but not deep. Don't worry, at least my story should have a happy ending now that I think about it.