He was 22 years old that summer, and I was 19 years old that summer. We didn't have much interaction at that time. Our intersection started with his sister. At that time, I was very grateful to his sister, because it was her who allowed me to get to know him, the him in my mind. But now, looking back, I don't know how to feel for her. Excitement or hatred, maybe I was too young at that time and didn't understand yet. Maybe I owed you in my previous life and let me repay it in this life. How I wish I had never met him that summer... Even though he is living a good life now, I still can't forget him, his smell, and his smile at me...