One year after graduating from college, I couldn't bear to be a social beast, so I decided to ask my family for money to open a bookstore. Firstly, to make a living, and secondly, for my ideals. The business was bleak, and I could barely break even, and occasionally made a small fortune.
As the days passed, in that midsummer, a strange man came to the store, and I discovered that he was actually a junior high school classmate I hated before. The paradox of fate began to show itself, and the encounter with him quietly became the most incredible thing.
Ever since, starting from midsummer, all the stories slowly began, everything was like white porcelain plum soup, on an unbearably hot day, sipping carefully, the broken ice clinked in the bowl, and the taste was long.
Intention: Everything in life is a test, and only pure love can pass it.