It seems that many stories begin in the summer.
Take Miss Lin and Mr. Xu as an example. It was in that hot summer that Lin Ran met the boy who amazed his entire youth...
"Xu Qizhe, you almost lost me." Lin Ran cried deeply.
"I'm sorry, there will be no next time." Xu Qizhe hugged Lin Ran and trembled with fear.
Many years later...
"Xu Qizhe, do you not want me anymore?" Lin Ran held on to Xu Qizhe's clothes.
"I'm sorry." Xu Qizhe looked at Lin Ran and felt heartbroken but still left resolutely.
"Xu Qizhe, if you lose me this time, you won't be able to get me back." Lin Ran murmured.
Later, Lin Ran closed Xu Qizhe deep in his heart, but he still occasionally thought of the way a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at him affectionately that summer.
And the red rope on Xu Qizhe's wrist has never been untied and taken off...
Intention: I was very touched at the beginning, very surprised during the process, and very regretful at the end.