The wind in summer is always warm and hot, as vivid and hot as the friendship between young people... Only in the summer after the college entrance examination did I realize that regret would really take root in a corner of my heart. People who said they would always be together will gradually become strangers as time goes by. Returning to that familiar road again, will you still be there? Will the wind really blow away all the regrets of summer?
Concept: Everyone has only one youth, which consists of emotions that are difficult to express, secrets that cannot be expressed... And friends who were once very good but gradually fell apart. I don't know when it started, but regret took root in my heart, but it will be slowly healed by time.