When I think of summer, there is probably someone who is unforgettable.
Every time I think of all the things I did when I was young, I may shed tears, laugh, or have misunderstandings, but in the end there will be true love.
The two people will eventually drift apart because of misunderstandings, but also slowly get closer because of misunderstandings. One day when the truth is revealed, both of them can't laugh or cry.
Intention: Love must be bravely spoken out