"Do you believe it? I have seen heaven."
I was stunned and laughed again. Said: "Don't be ridiculous, I'm already in high school!"
What is heaven? Maybe, I always only see the sky, but not the heaven. If heaven is love and happiness, then I hope everything goes back to three years ago. If my father had not separated from my mother three years ago, if we had not moved from the second floor to the third floor three years ago, if the boy who rented the house had not left three years ago... Would I have seen heaven? Will I no longer feel lonely and desolate, and use my stubbornness to contend with the people closest to me? ... But I know there will be no such "if"...
The walls were still boiling hot. The ivy below is dizzyingly green. I took a deep breath.
It's another summer, just like three years ago.
Intention: Love, sometimes separation