The person I love has the word "Snow" in her name. But in this world, I shouldn't let anyone know that I love her, let alone her. Snow should only fall in winter, but if we compare it to the four seasons, to me it should be eternal summer, so I call her summer.
Xia, this is the name I want to call but dare not say, the person I want to love but cannot. And this article is neither fiction nor fact, it is just an elegy for this relationship pieced together by a poor person using her broken memories.
Intention: BE is already the best ending, we didn't have an ending originally.