"Do you believe there is a god in the world?" The girl asked with a delicate smile.
"Ah?!" I was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly replied: "Maybe... There will be."
"Why use maybe?"
"Because if you talk too much, it won't work."
"So, you believe in God?"
"Maybe."
She smiled and stood up. Behind her was a field of golden sunflowers, and the smile on her face was just like the sunshine in early summer.
"... Okay, then let me ask another question..."
"What?"
"Do you like your summer with me?"
"Maybe..." I looked out the window and replied lonely.