Some people say that until you meet a boy you like, you think you are heterosexual. Just like when I heard the lyrics "You and I, male and female, can't escape love," I thought some of the three words in it were nonsense, but later I realized that these three words explained the "attributes" of the lovers. I don't know when I started to identify my "attributes". It was as if I accidentally fell into the quagmire without knowing it at all, sinking little by little without any precautions. When one day I was about to suffocate, I suddenly realized it, but I could never get out.
I finally said goodbye to high school and entered the best university in Province G as I wished. But I began to find that the time I tried so hard to escape from was the time I wanted to go back to but couldn't. That group of friends who play and fight together all day long, that persistence that never gives up on the goal of college entrance examination, that little you who sometimes makes me laugh and sometimes makes me angry.
Although the three years of high school were not all summer, my memories seem to prefer to linger in summer. Maybe it's because you make the sun shine brighter, and your slightly darker skin also has a special summer atmosphere. I really can't think of any short words to summarize the three years we have spent together, but I suddenly thought of the movie "Summer Lightyear", so I might as well use this as the title. Time keeps passing by, and the sunshine this summer is shining brightly again, just like the summer when we first met in the freshman year of high school. In the light and shadow, I seem to see your sunniest smiling face.