That summer, it was very windy and I was right behind you. You looked back and smiled, as if you were looking at me.
When I opened your WeChat account again, I found that it was no longer the same as before, and your cover page had been replaced by hers.
Later, the wind stopped and that summer was over, but I will not forget you (I hope that if I remember you, there will be echoes).
Intention: Write the people you like into the book