In the scorching sun of summer, young men and women are confused about whether it is desire... Or innocence. How did two unrelated people come together? Can they survive the test of the scorching sun?
That summer we met,
We fell in love that summer,
That summer we were together,
We still have many summers ahead of us.
Because I am afraid that you will cry, I will be your pistachio. In order to have more wishes for you, I am willing to turn into a shooting star for a moment...
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