In the summer of 2005, with the chirping of cicadas, a car accident happened in front of me. The person I loved most died suddenly, and I was forced to face the grudges of the previous generation.
Her mother passed away and her father had already remarried. The clues left by her mother before her death made her unwilling to trust anyone anymore, including the father who treated her like a treasure. In the new family, an indifferent and feminine guy became her biggest threat. The fake smile all the time made her disgusted. Faced with their demands, she stubbornly walked away to the countryside. She needed to calm down...
The boy from the country, warm and sunny, always brought her joy.
He is a little sun walking in the world.
But it still can't change the ending of leaving. So what should those who are waiting in place do?
All stories have an ending, and every ending becomes a new beginning.