In the midsummer ten years ago, the cherry blossoms were blooming beautifully. Under the cherry blossom tree, a boy said to a girl: "I will protect you." "I don't need protection from others, nor your sympathy." The girl said firmly, and then disappeared into the sea of cherry blossoms. Ten years later, they met, but they regarded each other as strangers. It was the middle of summer again, and a heart-stirring summer love was about to take place. ． ． ． ． ． ．