In summer, in addition to the non-stop chirping of cicadas, there is endless heat. For Xia Hecheng, there was also the cheating of her boyfriend.
Escape, from north to south.
At one o'clock in the morning, Xia Hecheng walked into the sea and slowly sank. He was picked up before he could feel his heartbeat.
"What are you doing?" Came the dissatisfied voice of the young man.
"What are you doing?" Xia Hecheng was even more dissatisfied.
Seeing that the person in front of him was still energetic, Ji Shen knew that he had made a mistake.
Xia Hecheng turned to look at him, and what he saw was a clear and white face under the moonlight, with dark eyes and hair dripping with water.
Xia Hecheng curled his lips and said it was okay.
Two months later, she left this small southern town with frequent heavy rains, and the story moved from south to north again.
Intention: The end of summer is not when the cicadas stop and the leaves fall, but when you come to hold my hand.