I forgot to hear one of my friends say that a person's good impression of the opposite sex in a short period of time will fade with the passage of time or slowly getting to know each other. That is called a liking. That summer, it was a bit hot, and a girl walked in from the door. I must have fallen in love with you at that time. I don't know if it was love at first sight. But now, I think I am in love with you...
But the story is not over yet, there is no continuation...
Intention: Memories of past events, silent regrets.