Having a crush on someone in the middle of summer is very painful, I know, because I have had a crush on someone for six years.
To this day, I still can't forget him. It's not because of his own reasons, but maybe because that midsummer was too ridiculous for me.
I said goodbye to him in the middle of summer and never saw him again.
He is no longer in the world now.
But my heart is still stuck in that midsummer.
Almost every moment of my story with him shines with the light of youth.
It can be said that I wanted to see him every moment at that time, but now I no longer have the naive thoughts at that time. He can still occupy a certain position in my heart, but I am more grateful to him.
If I could see him again.
I want to say: "Thank you, Xiang Guang!"
Concept: The throbbing color of youth