So, I remembered that summer again, that feeling like a world away.
The never-ending melody of that season.
That summer snow that never fell.
And the meaningfulness imprinted on the Manzhu Shahua from the other side.
Perhaps, in my short wandering life, there will never be another unforgettable summer like that.
※Note: The story of my father's generation centers on the mothers of the two beauties of the Xia family.