At the end of that summer, she fell in love with a boy. At the end of that summer, she had her first friend in her life. At the same end of summer, she lost them. All her feelings were so fragile that it was unbearable. She couldn't let go, holding on to the passing time tightly, but the sweetheart was not by her side. She went round and round, met, missed, and lost, but could never escape the curse of separation. So what was waiting for her in the depths of the darkness? He had been watching her, but because of a misunderstanding, they were separated from each other. Who knew that they were so close to each other, and the opportunity to stay together was lost with one step. He is the proud man of heaven, but because of his weakness, he lost his beloved and hurt others and himself. Should such a person believe that his gentleness is like a glass of poisoned wine, seductive and fatal! They squandered their tears and laughter in their respective youth, so who is the one who laughs last?