"Are you there?"
The sky on Longgong Island was as blue as ever, without any impurities.
The days have entered summer, and the weather is getting hotter. Several children in lower grades were gathering at the beach, laughing and playing, enjoying the long-lost peaceful life.
The wind blew through every corner of the island, and she was particularly nostalgic for the largest tree in the Suzuki Shrine. The warm breeze brought the salty smell of the sea, and also blew the short hair of the people under the tree.
The black-haired boy stood under the tree for most of the day. That's what he does every day.
Conception: