She walked towards me, stretched out her hand, and smiled in the warm summer sunshine: "Come with me."
I hesitated, and the shadows on the ground were layered. Occasionally, a reptile would slip past quickly, burrow into the soil and disappear in the blink of an eye.
It was an extremely distant summer, so far away that the person who held my hand at that time no longer knows where he is now.
Countless years of being together are not worth a beautiful or delicate face.